Category Archives: New Zealand
Standing still while moving forward. That’s how our lives are feeling right now. I’m getting a lot of questions at the moment regarding how we’re travelling and if we’ve sold our house yet, so I guess it’s time for a blog post!
Nope, no and not even close is the answer to “Have you sold your house yet?”, and you know what? I don’t care. Don’t get me wrong I do care, and I used to care too much, but that just stressed me out, so I’m just letting the universe do its thing and we’ll sell when the right person presents themselves and throws us a wad of cold hard, or something like that. You see that’s how the universe works. We manifest what we want with love, and then the kicker is letting that go so it can be made a reality. Constantly stressing about what’s going to happen is kind of like placing an order at a restaurant and then calling the waiter back over 50 times to see how your meal is going. If you keep asking, it’s not gonna happen. The universe ain’t got time for that. Let it do its shit, ffs (said to myself haha).
Funny story though. Last week we kind of realised we needed some back-up if we don’t happen to sell the house before move date. It was kind of like an “oh shit” moment. So I asked the universe for the money we needed just in case and ‘poof’, the bank deemed fit to lend it to us (despite already being loaned money for the renovation, which of course we spent on the renovation – makes sense). So that’s one problem solved. We absolutely WILL be moving on December 31st. Awesome.
With all this in mind, looking at real estate in Dunedin is killing me. In the last few weeks we’ve seen a number of properties that would have been damn near perfect for us, only to also watch them get sold to someone else. Again, trying not to worry about this. Something freakin excellent will magically appear exactly when it’s supposed to. The upside is though that we’re learning lots about the area we want to live. Where the sun is, where the views are, and where the crazy people live (thanks to Kev’s friend who’s husband is a cop in Dunedin for that morsel of helpful information).
Today we booked our dates for our house to be packed up. Shit just got real. Never mind the minefield of logistics that packing up all your worldly possessions on the last week of the school year entails, I’m excited!!! We’re doing this! This has been 5 years in the making, and it’s drawing so close I can taste it. Still there’s so much left to do and our calendar for the rest of the year is jam packed, and I’m yet to add a farewell party for us and a birthday part(ies) for Emma. My head might explode. At least Kev will be around to help out though, as he finished up at his job on Wednesday so he has two months of holidays from now. Looking forward to a few days of hanging out together and maybe even some golf.
Then there’s Christmas. Fuck, don’t get me started on that. It’s too far away. Let’s discuss that at a later date, when we’re hopefully not standing still while moving forward anymore.
For now, who wants to buy a house?
Wondering WTF I’m on about? Check out this earlier post: https://indigoimages.co.nz/new-zealand/move-date/
So, we have a date for the big move, finally! In true fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants style, we’ve decided the best date to emigrate to a new country is new years eve! We fly into our new home of Dunedin on December 31st this year. We’ll have no car, no household items and pretty much just a few suitcases when we step off the plane. Winging it. Yep.
By the most amazing co-incidence, I managed to contact the one property owner on bookabach.co.nz (for those playing at home, a bach, said batch, is a holiday home or small dwelling in kiwiland) that has also decided to emigrate across the ditch next year from Australia. You see we need somewhere to stay for about a month while we wait for our household goods to arrive and be cleared by customs. So basically we needed a home away from home that the kids will be comfortable in to get them semi-settled into Dunedin life. Of course it’s a holiday home, but hey, it’s the holidays. So stoked we found that place.
We’ll spend our first week there walking into places like car dealerships and haggling for a car and driving it off the lot that afternoon, then trying to get a phone plan, some doonas (sorry, quilts) because it’s still only around 10 degrees at night during summer and figuring out where everything is. Kev hopefully will start work the second week of January, so that leaves me and the kids to hopefully get some time to explore in between things like buying new school uniforms and possibly doing some things at our new home if we’ve purchased one by then.
Every now and then the reality of ‘oh shit, we’re actually doing this’ sets in and I go through a myriad of emotions. Fear, anger (for being fearful), excitement, joy, and then that adrenalin rush that you get when you do something and you have no idea if it’s going to work out or not. Except I do know it will work out. The universe works in mysterious ways, but it always answers. So, I keep putting it out there, and know it will deliver. No idea how, where or when, but it will, and usually in the most unexpected and spectacular way. Cheers universe. You’re awesome.
So right now the race is on to finish this house and sell it. The endless list of painting jobs that I haven’t got to has finally prompted Kev to get some quotes to have someone else do it. Note: I literally haven’t got to them, this is not because I’m lazy, we’re run off our feet here. Meanwhile, we are having quotes for moving overseas, taking pets to vets for vaccinations, trying to de-clutter the house and get that stuff into storage then clean the house and stage it for sale (thank god for Ikea and Kmart); all while our year 12 student sits his core skills test, our 8 year old competes and wins dance comps, plays cello on assembly and has a swimming block at school this week; and our 7 year old tries to keep up by constantly requesting play-dates with his friends. Pass.the.scotch.
But things aren’t going to slow down. We have a date. We’re on the countdown now. Less than 4 months to go. We are now moving at breakneck speed towards our new home, and we couldn’t be happier.
Let’s do this shit NZ.
So last week we made a mad dash to NZ for a land release that we’ve been waiting for in Queenstown. We decided to take our two youngest (who will be moving to NZ with us) along to show them where we are hoping to settle so that they can feel a little less uncertain when we do move them over. My mum also jumped on the bandwagon and came along to see where we’re planning to move. It’s a big change for my parents as well so I guess actually seeing the place helps her to make sense as to why we are wanting to make such a drastic move.
We began by driving ourselves to Dunedin from Queenstown. We really felt the kids needed to see Dunedin, as it’s almost certain that’s where we will initially be based when they start school next year. The drive is spectacular. We went out through the Gibbston valley through Cromwell and then Alexandra, before going through Lawrence then on to Dunedin, or Duuuu-nee-din as the Google maps lady pronounces it (so ridiculous!). I cried. God damn it, it’s so beautiful. The kids were amazed. Mum was in a separate car (disclaimer – I was NOT driving a van through winding hills with two kids vomiting in the third row and screaming the lyrics to MUSE while she grew more and more shitty. Everybody wins this way) but was equally impressed. Win.
Dunedin was awesome. We were only there 2 nights and one full day, but we packed it in like friggin sardines. The highlight for all of us was the Otago Museum with it’s amazing butterfly rainforest (it’s truly heaven on earth, I could work there), planetarium show and fun science exhibits; and the good ‘ole Cadbury chocolate factory. So sad that they are ceasing production, but the tour will remain, which is a much needed boost for the Dunedin tourism industry. SO.MUCH.CHOCOLATE. The easter bunny is having heart palpitations and seriously considering bringing Colgate for easter.
We also managed to drive around to all the areas we have been stalking online for months to see where we would like to live. One of the most important things in our move is where our daughter will be able to attend dance classes. Dance is a MASSIVE part of her little life, and we want to continue to support that, (I mean, this kids dances everywhere > not kidding I have photographic evidence) so it’s become a huge deciding factor in where we live. Our youngest son can play footy anywhere (although just a different game, that will be interesting. More to come on that front). Anyway, we found a little shop in the city where the locals buy their dance gear and I met the owner and a lady with daughters who dance. They were so helpful and friendly. In fact, that’s what stood out to us the most. Dunedin is super friendly. Everyone says hi. They are willing to help. They seem happy. That’s a great thing. Queenstown not so much, but we’ll talk about that later…..
So off to Queenstown we went. We made our way back around the southern way, through Gore (who knew it was the trout fishing and country music capital of NZ?) and Lumsden up to Kingston at the bottom of Lake Wakatipu. Wide open spaces filled with farmland and cattle of every description, rolling green hills and ragged brown escarpments which finally gave way to the crystal blue-green waters of Lake Wakatipu and the joy inducing Remarkables mountain range. My heart.
Upon driving toward Frankton (on the outskirts of Queenstown) we drove into the area where we were hoping to secure a piece of land on Saturday. Immediately my mum understood. It’s spectacular. You can’t beat it. The place is like something out of a fairytale. Check out Hanley’s Farm to see where our dream house would be. Also search Dalefield to see where I would go if I had a few million to spare. Warning: may induce desire to move to NZ.
So we spent the next day doing the tourist thing in Queenstown. We took a scenic cruise over to Walter Peak Farm on the TSS Earnslaw steam ship, we rode the Skyline Gondola up to the top of Ben Lomond and had some luge rides and we had fush and chups on the shore of Lake Wakatipu. It was lovely. Holidays are excellent.
Then came sale day. So the list of people registered and invited by the developer was long. I mean, f*&king LONG. We found out were were #520 on the list of registered people and there were 75 sections (lots of land in NZ speak) available. To say I was being optimistic was accurate. The hit rate on the last few releases was only 20-30% though so anything was possible. NOT THIS TIME. It was packed. It was disappointing. It seemed like mates of the real estate agents and builders had just signed up to snatch up the land available, and as they called out the names one by one, hope were dashed. Three hours later, it was all over. They got to #180 on the list and announced they had sold out. Peoples faces were a mix of shock, disappointment, anger. One lady Kev my husband had spoken to was #184.Hate to have been her. Oh well, you win some, you lose some. To be honest as the week progressed we found that although Queenstown is so beautiful it makes you want to burst, the demand for property and the cost of living there has made the inhabitants not a lot of fun. People there are stressed. They have a housing problem, traffic is horrendous (yes, I was shocked too, but 40 mins for a 15 minute drive is not what we’re looking for), and the cost of a takeaway Chinese meal was $60 where it should be more like $25. No one was happy (except the people who owned the accomodation place where we stayed – I highly recommend Manata Lodge!).
It was a wake up call. Would we be happy in Queenstown if we couldn’t afford to live there? Could we work full time (because the cost would be so high that I’d have to quit photography and get a full time job somewhere) and get the kids to and from school and dance in a new town where we knew nobody and no-one seemed friendly? Would we even have the time or money to be able to live, to do things on a Sunday? TO GO SKIING? Why bother if you can’t? I mean, what’s the point? Quality of life is imperative. We decided Dunedin is a better fit for us.
NEK MINUTE: I receive an email from another land development I signed up for last year. It’s in a lovely area of Queenstown. They are releasing more land next week. FFS, we just let Queenstown go and decided on Dunedin. What the hell are you playing at universe?
SO. Here we are. Things are uncertain. Dunedin is looking the goods. We love the old houses there. We have met a lovely couple who are willing to help us settle in. Stay tuned for all the hair whitening and umming and ahhing. Grab a drink. It’s going to be interesting.
Anyway, here is our trip in pictures. The last day and a half of our holiday was spent visiting Arrowtown (oh god I’d love to shoot there), wineries and at the local indoor pool (which has waterslides!). Enjoy.
SO what’s with the lion in the photos? Leo is our travel lion. He comes on holidays with us and we take photos of his adventures. Just in case you were wondering what all the weird pictures of a small stuffed lion were about.
I have decided to include photos from both my camera and my iphone in here. The iphone takes a surprisingly good image in the right circumstances 🙂
Emma’s NZ Pics
Emma is our 8 yr old. She loves to take photos and decided to take our Olympus TG4 for a spin. Here are her best shots. I absolutely love the first one. Possibly my favourite from our entire trip. I also snuck one into the main post. See if you can pick it.
The excitement in our household is palpable. I write this as my husband sits on a plane over the Pacific to check out property in Queenstown, New Zealand. This is something we’ve been dreaming about and planning for a long time, 4 years in fact. You see, the first time I visited New Zealand I felt a shift in myself. It’s not something I can explain easily, only to say it’s my spiritual home. I’ve never felt more at ease and filled with love than when I’m in Queenstown, or anywhere on the South Island I’ve been so far. I left a piece of myself there. It’s not something I planned, but it happened all the same. My husband loves it there too. If you know me personally you know I’m not an avid crier. This place though, makes me cry like a baby. It’s ridiculous actually, that a location has such an effect on someone emotionally. But it’s undeniable. I freaking love it.
Moving on. So things started to happen. When we took our children over for a holiday in 2013 we started talking about what it would be like to move there permanently. It was more a musing at the time, but it has slowly grown into a need.
So, we made the decision to move our family over to New Zealand. There is much still undecided, but that’s the beauty of it. Friends think we’re insane. I’m constantly getting questions like, “Why do you want to move over there?” “It’s too cold!”, “Where will you go?”, “Are you from there?” and the highly loaded “When are you going?”. The answers to these are:
- Because we love it, and why not? You only live once right? Follow your dreams
- I love the cold, I’m not coping in this heat and humidity. Overheating in 30 degree heat after 30 minutes outside is not my idea of a good time. The hot weather can EAD
- Queenstown is my true love, but Dunedin is looking the goods for our family unit as a whole, and it’s a pretty awesome place
- Nope, we don’t know a soul in New Zealand, but I’m looking forward to meeting new people and welcoming family and friends on holidays!
- After this school year, and before the next. No hard and fast plans yet
Of course the big question is will I move my business over to NZ? YES! Absolutely! I couldn’t not shoot weddings in that place. I’m so excited I could burst! Hit me up with your crazy NZ wedding plans people!
So as this massive exciting year builds I’m going to document it in images and words. The journey towards moving over, the excitement and upheaval of leaving our home in Australia and arriving in a foreign place, and the challenges of settling into life in New Zealand. This is the first personal project I’ve embarked on since becoming a professional photographer in 2012. I guess I haven’t done one before because there was nothing that really grabbed hold of me and said ‘YOU MUST DO THIS’. Until now. So here is my pledge. I will capture the highs, the lows and everything in between. It’s not going to be perfect, but then nothing is. Not a thing. Everything will be shot on a Nikon D750 with a 35mm lens. All landscape. I promise to blog our adventures regularly, so you’re gonna find a mix of work and personal stuff here for the rest of the year and possibly into the future.
WE ARE MOVING TO NEW ZEALAND! Wooohooooooo! Welcome to our journey.