Goodbye so soon?
So about this time last year I bought my first car. Despite doing my best to navigate the shitty driving in New Zealand, I was in a very unfortunate accident several weeks ago. One of the hallmarks of city driving is not respecting following distances and erratic behavior. So of course one morning, I’m driving along going almost 100kph on the highway to work when the car two cars ahead of me decides to hit the brakes. What for? I have no idea, I can see the cars in front of him and they were moving at speed too. Well, being the cautious driver I am, I had just enough room to come to a complete stop just before the guy in front of me. The guy behind me? Well, let’s just say my bumper helped him out a bit. The insurance company said it was a right off, so goodbye first car.
Andrew was around just long enough to help me pick out a new car and we had to say goodbye too. Why? Because he got a 4 month gig in Brisbane, Australia. Its a very good opportunity for him! Though it leaves me by my lonesome.
Before he had to pick up and move, we tried to do a couple of last minute dates. My favorite was a deal we got for Glow in the Dark Mini Golf. We visited Mission Bay for the first time where we met up with friend for brunch, and later went back for got some yummy ice cream and Mexican food. We even saw a movie. We had fun, but the time flew and before I knew it, it was time to say goodbye.
When it was time to go I dropped Andrew off at the airport, early, of course because it’s an international flight and a big move! In all that extra time, we decided to grab a drink. Andrew got a mimosa, I thought a cold refreshing cranberry juice would serve me better. But of course, as soon as we sat down with our drinks in the empty bar, the fire alarm goes off. In the United States, I’d probably be somewhat worried that something was going down. In New Zealand, I just assumed someone burnt their popcorn. Andrew started to worry, while I just sipped on my cranberry juice waiting to hear if we needed to evacuate. Tolerating the loud sirens accompanying our send off for about twenty minutes, the alarm finally ceased and a stern announcement reminded passengers to not leave bags unattended. Coincidence, I think not.
Fortunately, there was still enough time to make one more goofy memory before his flight took off!
For the past couple of weeks I have had the opportunity to remember what it was like to live on my own. I’ve lounged around too much, ate all the tomato and eggplant I could (Andrew doesn’t like them) and started an on-line course on beginners Chinese. I wonder what more I can get up to in the next couple of months! Fortunately, Andrew will be back next weekend to visit along with some friends in from the US. And I have tickets to visit Australia for the first time come April!
While I miss Andrew and spending time with him, I’m enjoying and looking forward with filling my time catching up with friends locally as well. One of my friends here from France even taught me to make authentic crepes! Good friends and good food. What more could I ask for?