I’m in the middle of compiling a mix tape for a friend at the moment. She’s just moved over from Britain and on a night out during the Sevens, realised she didn’t know the words to The Exponents so I’m fixing it. And really what this is doing is reminding me how much I love being a kiwi. These are the top five reasons:
Our music kicks serious ass. All right, so there’s probably better than this out there but I challenge a Kiwi to not know the words to this song. Or at the chorus. Brings back so many memories of hanging out in pubs, summer BBQs, winter BBQs in the garage and almost burning the house down, and long road trips of singing loudly (and badly) to this song. So many happy times.
There’s more to our film industry than Hobbits. I promise! I was summing up why I love NZ film today in a skype conversation and basically came to the conclusion that I love and adore it because we do so much for a country of 4 million people. From Peter Jackson’s work to Ant Timpson’s general amazingness to the passion displayed by our filmmakers with no major backing to all those people who work behind the scenes making shit happen. This just makes me grin and stokingly happy.
We’ve got crazy weather in NZ. From tornados, to lightening storms, to sunshine. But the best times are hanging out on beaches in the sunshine listening to good beats and arguing about whether dubstep is really music.
Long roadtrips = summer. I love driving around NZ. Usually in a madcap mission to visit friends from all over the country in a matter of days. The trip where we did almost 5000kms in seven days stands out as really the best NZ road trip of my life. Also the late night missions from Auckland home to Wellington home to catch up with my favourite people.
The alcohol. OK so this might make me seem like an alcoholic but seriously, NZ kicks ass in the drinks brewing. Beer – like Tuatara (a family owned and run brewery from Wellington that is some of the nicest drops on tap) to Stonyridge who produced one of the most delicious wines I’ve had tried. Accidently drinking the $190.00 bottle instead of the $30.00 one was a mistake. But a very good one to make
Other honourable mentions:
Number 8 wire, pavlova, summer weddings, summer loving, camping, tents, trailer driving, attitude, fight to the death, culture, food, fresh crayfish, smoked mussels, Coromandel, Wellington, Taupo, Queenstown, gorgeous sunsets.
Also, sometimes my patriotism makes me feel ill as well.