This incomplete picture speaks of everything we love most about a summer holiday in Aotearoa: The bach, the beach, the barbecue, the sand, the christmas ham sandwiches, the serenity.
We love it, don’t we, Aotearoa? Getting away to somewhere warm and quiet with a high tide and a hammock. And if you need anything — coffee, papers, sausages, kombucha – you just stroll down to the store, and the cars roll past you at walking pace, maybe pulling a boat, and you wave to one another.
No commute, no slow death of the spirit in gridlock, no slog of a drive to the supermarket for groceries, to the schools for the kids, to Mitre 10, to the mall, to all of the rest of that life-on-the-rack.
