Te Koha

There is a room. In the room our beds. Our belongings. A fluorescent light found only in Elementary schools and basement workshops illuminate the whitewashed plaster. An old monitor accompanied by keyboard. Microwave door ajar, set to high, five minutes. A coat rack, with a rifle case. A rifle in the case. A rifle in case Micah gets sassy.

Nelson Airport

Nelson airport is small, n security, and a roaring cafe. Small Turbo props await through the morning mist. The sea lays before us. I was going to say something stupid. Something negative. But I gave it a day. I have noticed Karma has followed us. Whenever something negative I have done, it has come back to haunt us. Karma has followed us, and until now, I thought little of it. However, this day I am a firm believer in Karma. If I have done wrong, wrong will most certainly befall me. If I think love, love has been thought on me. Unless those are not smiles but smirks people shoot in my direction.

We Leave Nelson

Well, it has happened. We have to come home in Mid June. However, you don't need to stop watching and following the blog. We still have three new, unique, and enriching places left to go. Three weeks. Pictures like Kelsey has never shot before. Writing like... well, writing. I do what I can.

Nelson

A market in Nelson differs from Golden Bay. Not homogeneous, either in stalls or in wanderers. The musicians still fill the corners, and they are equally happy, yet the finesse we hear here betters. A vendor over zealously petitions Kelsey to try on a wool cap, and says I don't need it as I am woolly enough already. Funny, but I am the hat person and Kels is not, so sorry Jamie, I was going to get you one, but, well, they weren't so great, or at least cool enough to tempt a woman with hands tucked behind her back imploring us, er, Kelsey to " yes dearie, try one, try my precious, they are so nice, so sweet, yes dearie..." followed by a cackle. We grimaced and departed quickly.
So yes, we are in Nelson wwoofing on a property situated, wait, guess, on a large hill or small mountain. We sleep in a caravan, and drink stevia tea which grows on the property. So good. So sweet.