What I have learned from this weekend is I was not born for
wintery climates. I have fallen over
more in this last weekend than I have in years.
I now have bruised wrists, twisted ankles and a mild concussion as my souvenirs
from Queenstown. As I have returned to Wellington in a somewhat
more fragile state than when I left, I have spent the afternoon resting my
battered limbs and thawing my ice-block feet.
I have also spent some of the afternoon creating my songs-of-the-week
playlist. I love discovering new music
however I will define new by saying new to me (oft I can be a bit behind the
bandwagon). This morning as I was flying
above the ice capped mountains that drench the innards of the South Island I began
to compile this playlist based on my moodiness and the majestic-ness of the
sight through my tiny plane window. I
hope you enjoy these tunes this week as much as I do.
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