Kiwi On The Loose

Well this is my final time on the Mac before I pack it up to take it home to New Zealand.

So I am sitting here with many mixed emotions. This image which I took today at our favourite Vietnamese Resturant symbolises my American experience really.

It’s fierce because America whether it realises it or not is a war zone. Be it in reality somewhere in the world, or ideologically with itself in politics, or the battle against illegal immigrants. America has teeth barred like a snarling dog, and I have felt them. I felt welcomed by people here, the wonderful people I have met and got to know, people who want me to stay, but as a nation, the rules and regulations, they are as unfriendly and unwelcoming as this dragon.

And I have felt a general state of unhappiness with the way things are among people themselves, not just at a political level, but with their lives.

Its a busy place, but not happy busy. (And I full well realise that I have only touched a speck of this huge place, however I do believe I have experienced a broad general representation of the country)

People are pretty much the same all over…………perhaps even worse….or perhaps even more wrapped up in survival than I have seen.

This picture represents the diversity of this place, as well as the creations it has spawned. It’s kinda like a Klingon, or some on the bridge of Starship Enterprise.

In reality, I am loathed to leave because in its own way I have become fascinated by the place.

It has so changed me. Possibly not in ways I have even fully comprehended myself or how Americans think it might change me.

But I have a love for this place, as well as a desire to escape it while I can.

In these uncertain times the hum drum of a job is a luxury I welcome.

The wheels of a regular existence, and the familiarity of the soil you grew out of seem mighty fine.

AND driving on the other side of the road, that’s gona be interesting..since my brain has adjusted.

So before I fall asleep at the keyboard, best I do what I don’t really want to and pack up the computer for the flight home.

I wont be in this space perhaps ever again.

This has been a rich time, I time I ave no regrets about and a time that I think will have been the makings of me.

I will say more from the other side.

Thanks America for teaching me so much, thanks to all the wonderful and beautiful people I have met. Thanks to Pablo’s for the most awesome coffee.

Thanks to Susan for taking me to neat places and spaces….and our journey is not ending here.

I will miss the sky and the light of the sun here…………….

Yes I will miss the little bit of America I have lived in.

Gona do it now and turn off the switch.

KiwiVagabond over and out.

He’s going home.

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