Auckland, New Zealand
Since the topic of drinking came up a few times over the past few entries let’s let Greg share with you a little story about something that happened to us in New Zealand and an important lesson he learned from it:
Greg: Remember how we got this amazing invite to have Christmas with a Kiwi MasterChef contestant and his family?
So yeah, duh, we did that. This dinner lasts several hours. Several. As we’ve said, Kiwis are really nice people and if you befriend a really nice person and they invite you over for a feast…well you should expect to be there a while. At the very beginning of the afternoon I had 2 glasses of wine with everyone. After that, I called it quits because I was the one who was going to drive us home that evening and you know, better safe than sorry right? Besides, they had Coke Zero so it’s not like I was deprived or anything.
Like I said, we were at this dinner party for a long time. We had hors d’oeuvres, we had dinner, we had dessert, we talked, we mingled, it was great. Everything you could possibly want as a traveler invited into the home of a local for Christmas. Hours flew by. Tiffany even made key lime pie from scratch, or perhaps I should say from crumbs, as you previously saw I was involved in that.
So it’s pushing midnight before we’re ready to leave. My mother, who has joined us for the holidays, asked if I’m Ok to drive. It wasn’t a reflection on how I’m was acting or anything, it’s just my mom. She asks. She’s proactively safe and good like that.
“Yeah mom, I’m fine, I haven’t had a drink since before we had food and only 2 glasses then.”
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