One Week Isn’t Enough—But I Went Anyway
I landed in New Zealand with a list: glaciers, fjords, sheep, the works. Seven days to see a country that deserves seven months. Every day was a sprint—drive, hike, snap, repeat. I watched the sun set over Lake Tekapo, but mostly through my phone screen, worried I’d miss the next thing.
By day five, my memories blurred together. The only thing that stuck was the taste of instant noodles in a cold hostel kitchen, talking to a stranger about how we both felt guilty for not feeling more. I left with a camera roll full of proof I’d been there, but not enough time to actually be there. If you only have a week, pick one place. Let yourself stay.
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