Germans!

I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm pretty damn sure that there are no more Germans in Germany, because they all seem to be in New Zealand.

I currently live at Central Oasis Backpackers in Opotiki, because I am working on a kiwi orchard. Story for another blog. But almost the entire hostel is German: German owners, 8 long-term backpackers, and almost every night there are one or two more German backpackers that stay for just the night. Then there's me, the lone American, and it's the strangest thing to not speak the most spoken language in a backpackers in an ENGLISH SPEAKING COUNTRY. There's also Silvio, an Italian man that works on another orchard that stays here, and he speaks to me so thats nice. Not that the Germans don't talk to me or anything, I really like them! they just speak German to each other all freakin day and it gets a little frustrating, especially working on the orchard... There used to be another Italian, 2 French guys, and a Brazillian girl, but they all left for the East Cape on Monday, so Im stuck with all these Germans. And Silvio. And it's just funny.

We're all planning on caravaning to the East Cape next week, since we all really enjoy each other's company. Me and many Germans. Freddy swears they'll talk more in English, he's actually pretty upset that they're not trying harder to include me. He's so good to me. After the East Cape Freddy and I will stop by Napier/Hastings for a night, then down to Wellington for a while. It'll be my third time to Windy Welly, but it's okay since I didn't spend any time at the Te Papa museum, which deserves a full day. I will also have to deal with my ruined passport (bug spray exploded in my backpack on the Tongariro/Mt Doom trek, and you cannot see my face, it's completely blue. how pathetic. As my sister puts it "You really have no luck with passports, do you?" since this will be my second passport acquired abroad (my other was stolen in Argentina)) and my big backpack, whose zipper broke earlier this week (aaargh I just have no luck with THINGS! Did I mention my phone is broken too? argh argh argh) so I'll either have to get the zipper replaced or get a new backpack. But it shouldn't be too painful, and we'll get to stay with friends we met at Big Day Out, and then at some point I'll be headed to the south island again. Chances are Freddy and I will travel together until March, when he wants to start working as a fruit picker, and I'll want to start traveling with VIRGINA, who comes in that first week of the month, weeeeeeee! We're planning on doing all kinds of treks... tramping! Woo!

In my upcoming blog: all about kiwi fruit. Joy of joys.