February 17th 2020
Today I watched a parachutist land on the beach while drinking a bottle of cider and watching the sunset. I was drinking a cider. Not the parachutist. I don’t know if that was clear.
That’s the kind of place this is. You chill at the beach, watch the sunset, drink Old Mout from the bottle and throw stones at each other. It’s a great life. It’s a really great life.
Until tomorrow, I’m glad I came back to Queenstown.