The final run in NZ has begun. The weekend was the typical process of being spoilt by friends from work, family and most importantly the crew that has been with me all along. James Chang organized paintball all the way from Wellington. Morgan, JC, PK and I all headed out to Kumeu and shot each other up. Morgan took the worst shot; right on the bicep with broken skin and deep bruising. Looked awesome. The evening went well and resulted in some unrestrained tequila fuelled rocking-out at D.O.C. It was a shameful display but felt amazing at the time. But not before some good debates and general shit talking at Corner Bar. It was a busy night and Sarah and I barely saw each other… but there will be plenty of time for that in the new continent. Thanks for the great night everyone who came.
Six days to go...
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