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kate bosworth ([info]katebosworth) wrote,
@ 2004-04-12 16:15:00

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Back again, hi. Only this time, I'm writing from New Zealand. Quite honestly, it's probably the most beautiful place I've been to. Not to mention that everywhere I go, there are people talking with those awesome accents. I'm so unbelivably amused because they all sound like that crocodile hunter. I've had to restrain myself a few times from using the term "crikey" ... it's a good thing too, because I get enough weird looks already due to the fact that I am so obviously American.

Anyway, last Thursday we flew in to Seattle to see Rach and Clay. It was quite perfect because Rachael was supposed to be arriving the same time as we were. We got there a little before her and met Clay, then met her at her gate. The rest of the afternoon was pretty much spent at the hotel, just resting. We (Rach, John, and myself) walked into the show just as it was starting. I was thouroughly amused watching both Kelly and Clay. I was singing along to all the songs because I'm a nerd like that. Though at one point, I became a little too interested in John to pay much attention. Oops. Rachael graciously pretended not to notice, but of course she brought it up later at dinner. All in all, the day was fun and what I needed. I hadn't seen either Rach or Clay since..god, I guess it was the wedding, so it we were definetly due for a night out.

The next morning we were on a plane again, on our way to New Zealand. We're here until Wednesday, then we move on to Australia for a week. I'm so excited, you have no idea. I'm such a tourist, it's rather sad actually. It's great though because at the end of the day, I get to be with him...just him, and that in it itself makes everything that much better. I could go on, but right now, I'd rather not. I'll save all that for a later date.



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