wanderlust, wonderment and words

Also. My happy place. Not a care in the world. Everything is white, powder. Cold. Love the feeling of frozen fingers and toes. Sinking into soft soft snow while looking up into the expanse of the universe, stars and all.  

South Island, New Zealand, circa 2010.

I love the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks, wind brushing past my face, the smell of clean, fresh, water. Lying on green grass, slightly damp, feeling the sun pierce through my skin. 

These are the moments I live for.  

The (somesay) surf capital of the world, home of O’Neil - Santa Cruz. 

This is actually pretty much what we saw besides a bit of the town center, for lunch cos we were super behind time in getting to LA. It reminds me of what places like Interlaken, Switzerland and Queenstown, NZ would be like in winter - people wearing wetsuits around town, grabbing lunch and hitting the waves after, just like people wearing ski/boarding pants and oversized skijackets and boarding boots, etc walking around town getting burgers and pretty much living in their snowgear. 

We’ll be back! There’s apparently alot we didn’t see while we were there. 

we make random trips to 24hour kmart;
just because.