|First LJ from Wellington, New Zealand
||[Mar. 27th, 2011|03:53 am]
So here I am...|
And I feel a bit like a dog who spent days trying to jump over a fence and is now looking out at the world and thinking "Oh, well now what the fuck do I do?"
Somehow I kind of expected to be cured of my introversion the moment I got here, or at least I think I half way thought it would be so, because I couldn't avoid people like I normally do. But I'm still mostly avoiding people.
It all started when we got off the bus in Rotorua and there was a whirlwind of college kids much younger than I that are seemingly just in New Zealand because the legal drinking age is 18. I couldn't remember any of their names. Most of them were headed to Auckland or Otago anyway so what was the point? And besides, I didn't want to meet Americans, I know Americans...I wanted to meet kiwis.
And so I've met a few in Wellington, and they're very nice, but this is still a difficult environment to socialize in. Imagine being in a place where you can turn around in 360 degrees and run for miles and you won't see a thing or a person you recognize. Then imagine that there's lots of places you want to go but nobody to go with you and nobody to introduce you to anyone any place you go. And then imagine you weren't very good at socializing to begin with because...well...you hate small talk.
Obviously the fault is with me. Obviously. That's why I did this, to fix it. But it is so lonely so far.
It's easy to get around, easy to take care of this apartment and all, but making friends? Eh, that's always been tough. I've been trying to join clubs, but the ones I was interested in aren't active at the moment, except for the sci-fi one, which I will go to soon.
Other than that...if my family moved here I'd move here, there's absolutely nothing serious to dislike in Wellington. The internet sucks, some things are more expensive than the other...but that's pretty much inconsequential when you take the general cost of living into consideration and the amazing food they have here the job market (yay film industry!) and the security.
The weather is nice as well...it's about the same as the Northwest but everything is somehow milder. And the earthquakes don't scare me.
I suspect once I get settled in I won't want to go back...except...well, there's my family...who I miss even more than I thought I would. And they probably won't move to New Zealand for me, even after they retire. So I suppose there's always Canada.
Also, funny story: people in the Commonwealth thought Obama would really turn the tide on all the bullshit that's been going on in the U.S. since the Reagan. Ha! Still, it's funny to see Obama stickers on kiwi bumper stickers. They were so hopeful for us too...
I'll believe it when I see it. It'll probably be Trump/Palin 2012. Prove me wrong, America. Please.