tired and busy, things are always changing

Pretty exhausted today after staying late all night prepping for the sailing race to Nelson tomorrow.

I've been writing back and forth to my landlord trying to figure out my last day in the house. Goodbye comfy, cute, warm house! You've been so good to us on the tui-filled hill high above the harbour. It's still a few months away, and it's always been hard to stay here since it's far from work and the city, but it's still sad to take steps towards leaving it.

Tuis

Tui (pronounced "two-ee") birds are one of our favorite things about New Zealand. They sing as I can ready for work in the morning, and they sing as I make dinner. There's tons of them around our house, which is a little unusual. They have two voice boxes, so they sing and make cool clicking sounds. Their sound is really distinct.

Here's a tui singing by our house:



They have a white ball of fluff on their neck, so they're really easy to spot. They have the funniest flying pattern too, they flap their wings a few time and then stop, so that their bodies swoop downwards. It looks like they're zig-zagging along as they fly through the air.