It was all a dream...

Drifting from airport to airport was a daze. I am currently sitting in a hotel. It is 2:21am, central time. Leaving for North Carolina in about 10 hours. It almost feels as if my time in New Zealand had been a dream Perhaps one of those elaborate dreams people in comas sometimes have.

My last week in chch was a mix of emotions but overall lovely. I

finished all my finals, 

climbed, 

said goodbye to friends, 

packed up all my stuff,
had a lovely picnic, 

and came back to the states. 

And here I am. Back in reality... well... almost. 

Taken after our last climb at cattlestop crag.