La Nuova Zelanda è davvero la terra dalle lunghe nuvole bianche, come la chiamavano i Maori. Dopo il tramonto, si muovevano nel cielo come segnali di fumo, sfiorando full moon without ever cover. The weather is not great: there is humid and sunny today and rain alternated several times, even after a few minutes, but the evening air will enter into skin like a knife. It 's our last night in a farm as the definition may seem trivial, but Evan and Ada are two really exceptional people. Though I can understand when they speak little, transmit harmony and treat you with kindness to the limit of affection. He is truly a bizarre character: a professional engineer and qualified in biblical studies (like her) at some point got sick of working in the office and started doing the factor. Between yesterday and today we saw at work in the construction a small bridge and in the end I thought of that old joke of John Travolta in Pulp Fiction when he gives his hand to Harvey Keitel and says Mr. Wolf, it was really good to see you at work. I said ... we leave tomorrow. Come to Bay of Islands. That is not a place, as seems to say PravdaPlanet, but one area (a bay, in fact ...). For a while, 'We have two traveling companions: Megane and Rafaela, the other two girls working on the farm. The lead up to their bus to Cape Reinga, on the extreme north. I will speak of them again, because I'm half past midnight and I'm tired ... goodnight all.
forgot .... to the usual address http://picasaweb.google.it/HanssSquonk/ ci sono tutte le foto dell’Australia e le prime foto della Nuova Zelanda
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