24 hrs ago I arrived in Sydney. On the Flight to Australia I wasn’t really excited to fly to the 5th continent of the world. I really can’t explain why, but as I arrived in Downtown, checked in, took a walk, saw the Opera house and saw the bridge they were no excitement at all. Is it because I saw so much already? Or is it because I saw as a matter of fact one of the biggest Cities of the world already which caused that I am used to huge dimensions? Don’t get me wrong. I am glad to see all these amazing places in the world, but when it comes to a culture you know already you are not that impressed anymore. After all these giant cities I saw so far, Sydney is just another one. I am looking forward to head to Melbourne quite soon. To live in the city connects so much more as just walking around and staring at things as you certainly know.
The last days in Auckland were pretty nice. I spend with some (guess what?!) german and french guys the weekend, went to Piha Beach, sold my old car for 400 bugs and enjoyed doing nothing, except from reading, the whole day long. The week in Raglan before was even more relaxed. Got up in the morning at 7am, read my book and had a coffee, went for the sleep-surf-sleep-surf-thing to the beach and had a awesome self made dinner at night, attached with some beer and french conversations.
You will see how much I gonna write again, when I don’t feel that confident and sure in Asia anymore. I will need to talk about these things. I will need to share this with you as I shared my first impressions and emotions in New York with you. By the way, my future travel route through Asia will be: Hong Kong, east coast China, from east to west Mongolia, central China, Laos, Visit Yen-Linh (a good friend) in Hanoi and travel through Vietnam to Cambodia, head finally to South Thailand and all the way up to Bangkok. Little changes are definitely possible. I miss and love you.