since this is written after all the fun and love, i can't emphasize the frustration and emotions i went through right before i saw dannyboy after 2.5 months...but i guess an anecdote is all i can do since that moment has passed:

after a sleepless night of excitement of reuniting and surprising my love by picking him up at the airport (after sending him local currency and detailed instructions of getting to my flat), i found myself getting in the cold car at the ungodly hour of 5:45 am. it was too cold and too foggy, and i got too nervous driving that i had to stop at the side of the road to wait for my windows to unfog and regain courage to take on the crazy as directions the stupid new zealand website gave me. after a couple of unsure turns and 25 minutes later, i arrived at the airport alive and well, anxious to see him walk out of the arrival terminal. heaps of people came and went, hugs and kisses exchanged, and the waiting area gradually emptied out, yet no danny came. over an hour had passed, and his flight finally cleared the processing board, and i was upset that this was a sign of fate--or rather, lack of faith. disheartened, i walked out and paid 7$ for worthless parking, and cursed to see a huge blob of bird crap on my windshield. whatever, i thought--i got in the car and my steering wheel was locked. after ten minutes of trying to start my car, i waved a security guard to come help and it turned out that my battery had died out (must have left the lights on) and i needed to jumpstart my car. great. just great. i asked a couple of passerbyers but no one had cables...but one of the cars turned back because they realized they had just bought some cables a couple days back. ok, i thought, things are getting better. i continued out of the parking lot, and ended up in traffic for rush hour....fucking great. halfway back to auckland, i realized that my car's temperature meter was all the way up to 'H' and i was scared shitless that i was overheating (like i know anything about cars). so i turned up the heater (as if the sun wasn't hot enough) and trugged along in traffic for another 20 minutes with my car on the verge of over heating. finally..i reached home, and dannyboy was already home, and i could do was burst into tears of frustration and this heavy feeling that this was a bad idea. do i believe in fate? in signs? i'm not really sure, but i'd rather think of this as a test of my love rather than anything else. and i passed it. i love him.

may 3rd: dannyboy, poopoobear, and doggy. got to wear my cute $15 dress out to dinner where we had steak, seafood, and chocolate steamed pudding (yum!).
downside: being sick sucks

may 4th: zorbed together, bungee jumped together, delicious japanese food. and for the first time in what seems like a long time, i wasn't the only one who drove!
downside: still sick :(

may 5th: drove up to bay of islands and boarded 'the rock' overnight cruise. enjoyed a romantic sunset, rocked at rummy, sucked at shotting, fished and got a tiny fish that jumped off my hook, kayaked in the moonlight and excited phosphorescence (red tide algae that spark/light up with movement).

may 6th: four servings of breakfast, snorkeling and feeding fish, a remote island visit with the most amazing water ever, fresh raw mussels, kina (sea urchin) and sashimi from just-caught-trout to taste.

may 7th: birthday bear! very laid back day with food and present openings. seeing danny and doggy off...came back to amazing black forest cake, milk tea, and had special free service at a cozy bar that included great cocktails and cajun spiced popcorn.

in closing: danny's visit was short but amazingly sweet. i guess the trying moments in the beginning only made everything on the whole seem sweeter and worthwhile. i love you, danny.

Labels: love, new zealand