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Leaving New Zealand

rain 14 °C

I can’t believe I am actually doing this. Something that was merely a dream for so long is no longer a dream – it’s my reality. All of those Spanish classes, all of my nights spent at home, saving, while my friends go out to party, all those extra hours working in multiple jobs, have brought me to this very moment. People have continuously asked me if I am excited or nervous. Usually when I travel, I count down the days, unable to eat or sleep with anticipation and excitement. As many people know, I have been very excited for a very long time about finally making this big move. However, this time I never counted the days, instead I tried to make each of my last days in New Zealand count.
Over the last two weeks, my excitement disappeared and I begun to feel almost nothing. Not scared, or anxious, excited, or crazily elated. I have felt as if I am just doing the next step in my life, almost as if I was just driving to work or going out for dinner. Usually when I follow one of my crazy ideas, I have my heart in my ear (or punching me in the chest) telling me how what I am doing is wrong – the younger Katy would then do it anyway just to get the adrenaline kick. But right now, there is nothing more than a sense of calmness and a lovely feeling of happiness. I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet to have such amazing people in New Zealand who love me, support me, and care for me. Over the last 4 weeks, I have been spoiled with dinners/lunches/drinks (ohhhh there have been many drinks!) with all of my favourite people.



There is a part of me that does enjoy trying to pull me down, and I suppose it is natural too when making such a huge life change. That part of me, small as it is, feels absolutely terrified. This part of me is scared I will chase my dream, follow my heart to South America, to realise that I need to be in New Zealand, with my friends and family, in order to be happy. I am nervous that I won’t find people like the people I have at home, that I will be too crazy for South America. I am worry that I don’t speak enough Spanish so I won’t make friends because I can’t tell my stories properly or keep up with the conversation enough to make quick jokes that make people laugh. I’m anxious at the idea of living without a goal, I have become such a goal orientated person that I don’t know what I will be like without having one - when my life exists only in the moment, backpack on, and no direction home. But I suppose we travel for the unknown and this would not be an adventure if I knew how it was going to unfold. I have to be brave, I need to trust my own heart, and I will take with me the love and support of the amazing people who are forever in my thoughts. I will do my best to face this new life adventure head first, and know that my home is always there if I ever need it x

Posted by chasingsummer 20:55 Archived in New Zealand Comments (0)

Residencia Temporal de México

Overnight trip to Wellington to get my visa

rain 10 °C

It all began when my amazing cousin Sarah surprised me with a visit from Australia. I had no idea she was coming, even though she had organised it for me to have the entire week off work! She had a friend in Wellington, and we realised this might be a great time for a sporadic adventure to get my Mexican Visa! It took us 2 days to organise all of the required paperwork (which I never could have done without her help using a PC over my Macbook at the scanning shop). I was a little nervous for my scheduled interview with the Mexican Ambassador.

Turns out I had nothing to be afraid of, and he even gave me my visa with hug and a pile of beautiful books he found in his office for me! He told me that my giant smile will get me anything I want in Mexico, and that he sends people there who speak very little Spanish so he thinks I will have the time of my life - oh, I certainly plan to Mr Ambassador...


I was so excited to have my shiny new visa, that Sarah and I headed straight to Cuba St for a drink - Tequila shots seemed appropriate, considering my new visa status : Residencia Temporal.


The celebrations continued all night, including dinner at a fantastic Taqueria. I must have told the entire of Wellington City that I was headed to Mexico - resulting in so many tequila shots, hugs with strangers, and people testing their basic Spanish skills with me.


It was such a great 36 hour whirlwind trip, and I feel as the ambassador told me:

"Estas lista para tu viaje a América Latina Señorita"

Posted by chasingsummer 21:01 Archived in New Zealand Comments (0)

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