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Becoming a “regular”

All sorts of interesting things happen when one travels alone. While touring around New Zealand I got a chance to meet a native Maori guy, named Tone, who kindly offered me a place to stay when I was in trouble. I stayed with him and kept him company for around a week. He’d take me wherever he went: to the shop, restaurants, the beach, etc. I got a chance to meet all of his friends and in a week all of them already knew me.


Every Thursday and Sunday nights Tone and his friend played guitars and sang in the local bar. I was there, too, enjoying the music and hanging out with new friends. It was so strange but nice to start feeling local in a place that I first came to a week ago.

Tone and Rei Rei playing at the bar:



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