It’s April, and Fall is here. Since my arrival in February, I’ve watched the hills surrounding Wanaka transform from a golden, amber hue into a drab, muted, brown. But like how the Tui’s song breaks the morning drag, the poplar trees that line the lakeside break the dampness with their golden brilliance. I sit silently observing the surrounding area, the silver clouds that hang from the mountains shroud their peaks, as if the giants shy away their own extravagance. The falling, cool, moist air fills my lungs and brings my eyes to tears from its revitalizing bite. This brings back memories of when we would bask in the sun’s warm embrace. But now, like the summer season since passed, the sun’s warmth is now an ephemeral entity. It’s a privilege to witness first-hand the magnificent changes New Zealand undergoes–at times I’ve taken Wanaka’s beauty for granted and I chastise myself for doing so, but I redeem myself through exploring rogue territory and rekindle my wonder for New Zealand’s endless natural beauty. The landscape changes as drastic as the weather is mercurial and it’s surreal to witness it change before your eyes; as if you were riding the passenger’s seat of your mind.
Change, change is the underlying theme of this post and I’m offering some insight as a solo traveler. It seems that every stop becomes a little part of home, only to be torn away from you, as you want to make the most of your time here. The people you choose to be a part of your story can become markers of where you’ve once been. Places lose their romance and can be alienating for those who have stayed in one place. But that’s the nature of the traveler life, things are constantly changing for the better or worse–it’s here wherein adventure lies. For the two months I’ve stayed in Wanaka, I’ve met numerous acquaintances and made lots of friends that I hold dear. I’ve realized I’ve become complacent in the duration of my stay and are a bit nervous of becoming transient again. Back home I was escaping complacency, only to find it here in Wanaka again. As nervous as I am to move along again, I’m rather excited to see things I’ve never seen and meet all sorts of new people, it’s an adjustment. I have to keep reminding myself that even though change is good, finding a bit of stability once in a while does grant you time to decompress and recenter. As the winter season approaches, the weather is going to change again, New Zealand goes along with it and I should do my part and flow along as well.
Thanks for listening.