I am such a sucker for anything claiming to be from New Zealand. Is it possible to have a crush on a country? Evidently… It’s not just because I’ve been there. Oh, no. Why would a girl with an unstamped passport just pack her bags on a whim and head to New Zealand of all places? Don’t most Americans tend to make Europe their first big trip? I mean, I’ve never even been to Canada, let alone Mexico, which is probably about a 3 hour drive away. New Zealand customs were suspicious! And then, you’d think that since I’ve been there, I’d be satisfied, yet every day my thoughts are consumed with the place.
I haven’t gone completely off my rocker, though. The nearby snooty grocery store sells 24-packs of New Zealand water. Seriously, folks. I bought a bottle of water once in Auckland, and it was at an outdoor music festival where containers weren’t permitted through the entrance. So, no, I haven’t been tempted by the imported water…yet. Continue reading