Well I went to New Zealand to escape the fact that I had lost the person I was chasing after.  Not the first time.  This time though I felt that I needed to get away, see something new and try and avoid dwelling on the matter. 

Well I managed to suceed in that respect.  I ended up meeting lots of people, had a great time.  I didn’t met that special person but I stopped thinking about losing someone I never had.  The only trouble now is that I’ve got itch feet and what to see more of the world.  Instead travelling is now becoming an escape in itself.