Alas, that streak eventually had to end. Seeing as I managed to skip winter entirely last year, I’m finding it abysmally cold right now (by Auckland standards, obviously) and it’s not helped by the fact our little house has the chililest tiled floors ever known to man.
So here I am, dreaming of tropical island escapes.
A water bungalow in the Maldives, maybe?
Getting close to the action at Mt Yasur, Vanuatu…
Or some French flavour in New Caledonia.
And of course, Niue is still on my bucket list. I’ll never forget the look the travel agent gave me when I first enquired about Pacific Island holidays back in 2011. “Niue is very … natural,” he said, appearing to dampen what might have been a smirk. Fine by me.
It’s just over one month till my birthday. I have no idea what I’ll be doing, so universe, I’m open to options!