One thing about my adopted home-- New Zealand's heritage is one of warriors and missionaries. Our nearest neighbor (and sibling rival) Australia was stolen from one of the world's oldest static cultures by a bunch of gold diggers and convicts. Which pretty much says it all, really. (Gently teasing the Aussies is a favourite sport here-- you just have to remember to use small words. ;-p)
The first missionaries to land here thought that New Zealand might just be the lost Garden of Eden. Now, we all know that 'the garden' is in modern-day Iraq, and that the Babylonians (or was it the Summerians) destroyed the thing with over-irrigation, but those Victorians can be forgiven. This place truly is one of the most beautiful spots on earth.
When the sun is shining.
Which it's not. Somebody seems to have misplaced my summer, and I would like it returned. No questions asked, just put it back where you found it.
Thank you.
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