small church sitting beneath a large mountain in the country side

My First Impressions of Kiwi Life

It’s often a fruitful exercise to look back on your first impressions of any major event — they’re usually the most accurate. As time goes by, we tend to tinge our experiences with nostaliga, cynasism, or simply forget them altogether. So, while it’s still fresh in my mind, I wanted to recount my first impressions of New Zealand from the moment we placed our tender … Continue reading My First Impressions of Kiwi Life