"And showed them to my husband".
I'm currently sitting here writing the review of the day and let me say, it was a good one.
Getting woken up by the smell of Mocha as well as sunshine is quite luxurious. A nice way of forgetting the fact that incredibly intelligent me forgot to take her actual driver's license with her to the other side of the world. (Yes, I know I'm amazing)
After getting ready and a hysterical search for my beloved sunglasses, we stopped by Rakaia on our way to Christchurch.
(excuse the bad quality I have no idea (yet) how to change this)
Anyways after about an hours drive we finally arrived at our destination which was breathtaking.
Arriving back at the ground we went to a pub in Christchurch to have a drink which leads us to the title.
We were just sitting there drinking wine, minding our own business when suddenly this blonde lady appeared next to Abbie. It looked like she wanted to say something like "Hey I recognise you from somewhere" but instead, she suddenly went: "I really love your nail polish *which is ACTUALLY mine*. I just took a couple of photos of you and showed them to my husband." A couple of minutes later she left and we knew: that lady had a few too many drinks. (Creepy enough she didn't even sit next to us)
To sum today up: We now know how to make friends in NZ: with my nail polish.
That was all really.
See ya latterrrr
















