We the Americans are the only ones who don’t pronounce Z, Zed, but “NZ” and “NZed” have a different sound and feel. Doesn’t “N Zed” sound better? Really everything Kiwi is better. Stepping off the plane we got an instant Kiwi pride, and rightfully so. Kiwi’s have amazing land, food, wine, coffee, people, and products. I fell in love with NZ a year ago, and now I was back again on a different mission. The mission of an organic hobo.
To say how green even Auckland is doesn’t give it justice. Stepping off the plane and into the shuttle bus Bruce and I were ecstatic. The land of the green, organic, and sustainable. We were in organic hobo heaven. So what was our first purchase? Coffee, out of a retro mobile coffee kitchen. It was like a 1960’s diner on wheels. And the coffee was up to Kiwi standards.
Next drove off to an old friend’s house, Suzi. Suzi was a health practitioner who trained in NZ. She actually taught me all that I knew. Staying with Suzi ensured that we were going to eat organic, free range, local, and of course gluten free. I’d like to think that she was on the forefront of the “Organic” movement in Auckland. Helping change people’s lifestyle and nutrition. We shared the same passion, to help inspire change for the good through health.
Hanging with Suzi in Auckland made me feel like I was already at home. Of course, New Zealand was a place that I could easily call home.
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