Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Postcards from New Zealand: Day Nine

This evening, we took a jog out to the park where we usually do our stretches, but instead of stopping in the clear grassy field where teams practice their soccer and rugby, we did a bit of exploring, following a narrow path through some trees and over a few bumpy knolls. It was twilight already, and the path led us into an overgrown no-man's land, with dried grasses up to our knees. All that open space, right there in the middle of the city, was completely unused—even for recreation. In the dark, we could hear the horns of cars we couldn't see.

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