Shabbat in New-Z-Land

So today was the big test of my ability to live independently, and I think I pretty much aced it, well for the most part.
I woke up hacking and coughing, spitting up phlegm and all manner of fluids (this bug is sticking around longer than I'd like), so Beit Knesset was out of the question. So my morning was a little less than pleasant, but I showered and took some pills and starting feeling a bit better. So after all that I sat down and started reading Illium by Dan Simmons. It's essentially an Illiad fan fiction on Mars, with Dinosaurs, and Shakespeare, and a lot of other things thrown in. So it's pretty great. I had leftovers for lunch then headed out for a walk.
So this was definitely the highlight of the day, though it would have been a lot better had I been a little bit smarter about going forth. So after I have finished lunch I decide that it is time to get outside, and stretch my legs. So I pack up a bag, take a map, and my book, and leave. I decided to head up north of my apartment where the map said there were several parks. The walk was mostly uphill, but from the start it was stunning. Looking out over Wellington on a bright summer day is gorgeous. The bleached houses cling together, huddled between explosions of trees and shrubs, and the vast expanse of the ocean. Really quite lovely. As I walked on I took paths diverging off the main road and heading up into the hills that overlook downtown Wellington. I passed a cricket pitch where people were playing a game; I stopped to watch, but realized that I really do not know how the hell that game works. So I walked onward, passed an empty playground, and walked into a narrow pedestrian walkway shoved in between houses. I got out and wuickly fould this beautiful meadow that faced another one of the sprawling mountains that surround the city. So I rested there read a little, and continued my exploration. I found some really cool stuff after that, mostly a bunch of trails that snaked into some native flaura and fauna, though also had a set of steps that had a word morph from body to soul. I walked past a duck pond, a rose garden, all the while the sounds of strange birds and insects acocompanied me. It was really great until I realized I was completely dehydrated. Like a moron I had gone out to walk on a bright summer's day, and had no water to speak of. So I started my way back, but as I was in a park and the design of the paths of those things are with the purpose of keeping out in, so it took a little while. Then I got out a little too far north of where I wanted to be, so ended up having to cut through some people's backyards. I made it home exhausted and parched as hell.
So then the rest of the day was spent either napping or reading. Now I'm up posting this blog and struggling to understand my internet which can't decide if it wants to be nice or oppresively slow.
So that's the day, tomorrow I get my first roommate, here's to hoping it works out.