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Queenstown Spring
As they say, there’s never a bad season to visit Queenstown. Spring offered a unique experience to see white mountaint snowcaps like powdered sugar on a cupcake, lush greenery wrapping the landscapes and a beautiful sunshine to witness all of Queenstown’s charm. It's my favourite place on Earth!
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The Subtle Art of Actually Giving a F*ck
I pulled my rolled aquamarine mat and laid it on the moist grass, drizzled by the nimbus clouds that covered the sky not long before we arrived. Spring is here.
We found ourselves an umbrella under the sprawling pink blooms of a cherry blossom tree. I lay down, crossed my arms under my head andI looked up; a blanket of the same pink flowers contrasted against the deep blue sky behind it. If you listened closely, you could hear the petals touch each other as they were swayed by the cold wind.
For the first time in almost sixty days, it felt normal again. At least almost.
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I would wake up to the sound of waves hitting the abstract rock formation only a gaze away from the window. The breeze generously offered me comfort defeating the summer heat. The sea has always supplied us with a bounty of freshly caught seafood hastily carried by the local fishermen from within the neighborhood. But tucked away from this lucid image of my childhood bach memories is a town embellished by a Hispanic history I almost took for granted.