Saturday, October 17, 2009
Last Days in New Zealand
The beauty of my gig, and the beauty of being single and the beauty of not having kids, is that more often than not, I can jump away for a couple of days, ride a wave I had no business being on even if it is the longest left, and just chill with no cell service and no blackberry messenger. Nada. A tub on a cliff, an incredible wave about to devour my amateur ass, the New Zealand Bush, good friends/people and a trifle o' bootay, all adds up to a pretty damn humbling experience.