tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88505682024-03-07T20:08:13.941+01:00Postcards from TreyUpon announcing my plans to travel the world to my friends and family, the first request was for postcards. So here are my postcards to all.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.comBlogger179125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-61080364789741281582012-09-06T14:14:00.000+02:002012-09-06T14:14:39.094+02:00TransAlp 2012Here are the stages of the TransAlp mountain bike ride I will be starting this weekend!
(You may need to replay once or twice to get the map details and terrain to load properly)
<script src="//www.gmodules.com/ig/ifr?url=http://dl.google.com/developers/maps/tourgadget.xml&up_kml_url=http%3A%2F%2Fdl.dropbox.com%2Fu%2F1357050%2FTransAlp%25202012.kmz&up_tour_index=1&up_tour_autoplay=1&up_show_navcontrols=0&up_show_buildings=0&up_show_terrain=1&up_show_roads=0&up_show_borders=1&up_sphere=earth&synd=open&w=400&h=400&title=Embedded+Tour+Player&border=%23ffffff%7C3px%2C1px+solid+%23999999&output=js"></script>Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-3226817034801336022008-12-05T16:20:00.002+01:002008-12-05T16:23:22.518+01:00Recommended PodcastsSo I'm behind with my "postcards" as always, but would love to share my favorite podcasts anyways.<br /><br />This American Life (weekly/1 hour):<br /><a href="http://www.itunes.com/podcast?id=201671138">http://www.itunes.com/podcast?id=201671138</a><br /><br />There's a theme to each episode, and a variety of stories on that theme. It's mostly true stories of everyday people, though not always. There's lots more to the show, but, like we said, it's sort of hard to describe. Probably the best way to understand the show is to start at our favorites page, though we have full guides to our TV show and our radio show, with clips. If you want to dive into the hundreds of episodes we've done over the years, there's an archive of all our old radio shows and listings for all our TV episodes, too.<br /><br />The Moth (weekly-ish: 5- 17 min):<br /><a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=275699983">http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=275699983</a><br /><br />These are some of our favorites among the thousands of stories we have recorded at our Moth Mainstage shows, Moth StorySLAMs and MothShop Community shows over the last 10 years. The stories range in length from approximately 5 to 17 minutes. Sometimes funny, occasionally sad, often poignant, we hope you will find the stories memorable and representative of many aspects of human experience. Because the stories are culled from many years worth of archives, the sound quality varies.<br /><br />Studio 360 (weekly/1 hour) :<br /><a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=73799286">http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=73799286</a><br /><br />PRI’s Peabody Award-winning "Studio 360 with Kurt Andersen" from WNYC is public radio’s smart and surprising guide to what's happening in pop culture and the arts. Each week, Kurt Andersen introduces you to the people who are creating and shaping our culture. <br /><br /><br />On The Media (weekly/1 hour):<br /><a href="pcast://www.onthemedia.org/index.xml">pcast://www.onthemedia.org/index.xml</a><br /><br />On the Media explores how the media "sausage" is made, casts an incisive eye on fluctuations in the marketplace of ideas, and examines threats to the freedom of information and expression in America and abroad. For one hour a week, the show tries to lift the veil from the process of "making media," especially news media, because it's through that lens that we literally see the world and the world sees us.While maintaining the civility and fairness that are the hallmarks of public radio, OTM tackles sticky issues with a frankness and transparency that has built trust with listeners and led to more than a tripling of its audience in five years. Since OTM was re-launched in 2001, it has been one of NPR's fastest growing programs, heard on more than 200 public radio stations. It has won Edward R. Murrow Awards for feature reporting and investigative reporting, the National Press Club's Arthur Rowse Award for Press Criticism and a Peabody Award for its body of work.<br /><br /><br />Selected Shorts (weekly/1 hour):<br /><a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?s=143441&partnerId=30&id=253191824">http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?s=143441&partnerId=30&id=253191824</a><br /><br />A Celebration of the Short Story.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-67223184912481051132008-08-18T22:51:00.004+02:002008-08-18T22:59:05.440+02:00My first photo on WikipediaI've had my photos gleaned for many exciting publications, such as Timmy's book report on Mountains - but I had my first one used on wikipedia recently: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_Boy_Arnold">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_Boy_Arnold</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/292022671/" title="_DSC8682.JPG by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/101/292022671_ba7bc98a24_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC8682.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I've just arranged shipping of my life (all 5 filing boxes) from New Zealand and with it comes my camera gear. I seriously need to get off my camera bum and hopefully I will start taking photographs again instead of my current stream of snapshots.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-83897064519532249732008-08-18T00:50:00.002+02:002008-08-18T01:21:57.571+02:00First month in AmsterdamSome of the time it has been pretty challenging and other times have been fantastic, but overall it’s good.<br /><br />I’ve started work at a place called Schuberg Philis and the place is great. I work with about 50 guys that all posses a technical prowess I’ve never encountered before. I learned more in my first two weeks then I did in my last two years in New Zealand. I’m loving the challenge, but still checking my ego at the door, as I’m not used to be the person asking all the questions. A pretty intimidating place though, as despite being friendly there is a palpable, if not silent, disdain for anyone less than brilliant. <br /><br />I’ve still been living as a gypsy with my first week of accommodation in the red light district, then a couple weeks with a cranky old Dutch guy who smoked like a chimney, now I’m in a adequate single room in the “centrum” – the only bugger with this place is a shared bathroom with about 7 other rooms (thankfully most of the time they are empty or not showering when I am). I’ve discovered that *all* of my clothes excluding jackets and sweaters fit in a single load. (that’s a front loading European load too – not the US top-load that can fit a medium sized ocean) <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2738338171/" title="View from my temp digs by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2738338171_da34391910_m.jpg" width="240" height="135" alt="View from my temp digs" /></a><br /><br />My weekends have been punctuated by some great adventures already with the “Over the Ij” arts festival the first weekend. A visit from my good friend Simon for a couple great nights out on the town followed by a fantastic weekend to Austria for Griet and Sashi’s wedding. Held in the Austrain Alps outside the Salzburg, cobble stone roads with snow-capped mountains in the background carried Griet to a beautiful old Cathedral for a 12 o’clock ceremony given in 4 languages. I left the party at 3:30 am, by which time I’d met some great people from all over Europe (and the world for that matter). Selfishly, the best part of the weekend for me was seeing all my old friends from New Zealand. We managed to still wake up at a reasonable hour on Saturday and climb the mountain peak next to Griet’s family’s house. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2724062709/" title="_DSC7777 by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2724062709_f575e3507f_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC7777" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2724970984/" title="_DSC7895 by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/2724970984_8123838282_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC7895" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2754081553/" title="The peak nextdoor in Austria by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3225/2754081553_03754e592c_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="The peak nextdoor in Austria" /></a><br /><br />Then another weekend back in Amsterdam for the “Canal Pride” which was a blast – and I was thoroughly impressed by the large business and government backing and participation in the parade. Not to mention it was on the water, and for me everything is improved by the act of floating. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2727910562/" title="_DSC7944 by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/2727910562_e647dbbc8a_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC7944" /></a><br /><br />Then last weekend I hopped the train to Belgium and was treated to amazing hospitality thanks to Tom, Griet, and Griet’s mum. Buggered off after work Friday, Tom picked me up in Antwerp and then drove me to Lockeren to attend a town festival (I was expecting the ubiquitous bad arts and crafts booths and meat on a stick). Turns out it was a music festival with Macy Grey and Grace Jones followed by a great DJ – we danced until 3:30. Not to be held back, Tom took me mountain biking the next day on a 60 KM loop starting in Flanders, through a forest with roads built by the Romans that have managed to sink 20+ feet into the ground from thousands of years of walking, a cruise through beautiful countryside in Wallonia, and finally to Hoegaarden to enjoy a Hoegaarden, before the jaunt back to Leuven for a Stella in a medieval town square. Sleep not being an option; we headed back to the music festival for another night of dancing until 4:30. Then up Sunday for a cruise to Brugges were Griet and Kaat’s family plied us with hospitality at their restaurant before touring the city. It was Sunday and we were tired, but knowing it was still the weekend we drove back to Antwerp that night and enjoyed something thing along the lines of 10,000 Belgian’s swinging glasses of beer and singing drinking songs – do we have drinking songs in the US? (Not written be AC/DC that is) Hit the sack about 2 at Tom’s brothers place before getting up a few hours later to hop the train back for a bright and early start at work about 10:30 with nearly a full beard. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2772785362/" title="_DSC7958 by treyguinn, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/2772785362_e459c38a80_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC7958" /></a><br /><br />This weekend was bit more subdued with a some great weather (which is less common than a blue moon around here) I caught up with Ehud, an Israeli fashion designer I had met over a couple drinks in Wellington 7 months ago, before I had any idea I would be living in Amsterdam. Not to waste his great taste we trolled a few shops and cafes and I managed to find a couple goodies by the end of the day. I then got a bit more practice keeping myself company, I must say I’m a great date too: a glass of wine watching the sunset over het Ij, then a wicked Turkish meal before cruising home through parks beneath a lunar eclipse. (too bad I’m not an earthworm, otherwise I’d be in love) Today I joined some folks for a bike ride to the next town to the West, Haarlem, where we entertained ourselves with a bit of indoor snowboarding – with which I was thoroughly under whelmed. But then I thought, “if I could do anything this afternoon what would I do?” and I remembered I bloody can do anything, so I left the odd little snow hill and rode my bike to the beach on the North Sea. Contrasting with my general distaste for the highly developed Dutch “country side” filled with motorways, power lines, and a stream of jumbo jets overhead – I was blown away by the national park on the seashore. I rode through coastal forest and along dunes as sea birds flew in to land in the estuaries around me. This was like a hit of Trey heroin – I hadn’t realised how badly I needed to not hear a motorised vehicle for a while. I rode for hours until the sunset and I arrived in Zandvoort for a dinner where I really enjoyed my own company.<br /><br />I’ve noticed that I’ve spent a lot of time writing old friends lately. I’m really missing folks like Stu and Jo back in NZ and a bit bummed I’ve not met more like-minded folks here yet. It’s only been a month, but I think the 2 months of waiting in London and another month in Texas has made be a bit “new place” fatigued. Throw in the Dutch sense of humour (ha… ha… ) and a bit of language barrier (everyone speaks English, but not out of preference) and I’m getting the chance to notice my social dependencies. In one way it sucks a bit not having any good friends yet, but in another I know it’s really good for me. These are the times where growth happens, where I’m forced to attain that next level of comfort with solitude, and hopefully another step towards quite confidence.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-64087995704357960802008-07-20T11:32:00.001+02:002008-07-20T11:46:16.068+02:00A first in a bit of catching upTo get back into the swing of updating my blog, I’ll have to gloss over the past… what 18 months?<br /><br />Well back in May of 2007, I did my “surprise” visit to the states. I had it in my head that I wanted to be out of the US on my own for a good chunk of time to prove my “expat credentials” (something that feels a bit ridiculous now). I had visited for a couple days for my sister Audrey’s graduation, but this was my first proper visit home. My first visit back to Austin to see my friends, back to see my 4 week old nephew Achilles, and spend 5 weeks back in the states.<br /><br />I’m ashamed to say my carbon footprint was a bloody atrocity:<br /><br />WLG→AKL→LAX→SFO→APA→AUS→ATL→PHL→NYC→PHL→ATL→CRP→MIA→SJU→SIG→VQS→SIG→SJU→MIA→CRP→AUS→APA→LAX→AKL→WLG (okay, I drove to New York but bloody hell that was a lot of peanuts – oh wait we don’t get those any more)<br /><br />I started the trip in San Francisco and had a blast with Matt and Jessica, visiting one of my favourite US cities where I especially dug just hanging out with Matt and Jess. Our trip to the Tourist Club in the Muir Wood didn’t do anything to dampen my spirits though, then again neither did the visits to wicked cheese and chocolates shops ☺<br /><br />Then I made my way to Austin and caught up with the old gang, fell in love as soon as I meet my nephew, and tried to eat my weight in Mexican food and BBQ. By the way, I’d never felt as impressed by anyone as when I saw my brother slip on fatherhood like a custom Italian suit – he wears it effortlessly and passionately. <br /><br />Then it was off to visit my Mom in PA including a trip to NYC where I spent like I was a millionaire, a habit that will just about guarantee I won’t be one anytime soon. Off all places, I bought my alpine climbing gear in the south of Manhattan. I was impressed no one arrested me for cruising on the subways with ice axes strapped to my backpack – implements that would make perfect props for a horror flick. <br /><br />After giving my Mom a hug goodbye, it was off to Rockport, TX where with the help of my step-mom Jane I was snuck into my Dad’s clinic as his last patient of the day – the surprise went off without a hitch! (I’m just glad I didn’t give him a heart attack) I only told my mom I was coming the day I left New Zealand, a requirement if I was going to be able to see her. <br /><br />After a few days in Rockport I was off to Puerto Rico to have a “little holiday from my holiday”. A beautiful place, incredible water, and gorgeous people, what more could you want in a beach holiday? The museum hotel (a recommendation from Kit and Linda) was fantastic. My only complaint with Puerto Rico is that it is RIDICULOUSLY over-priced. Sure it was great, but no nicer than any Mexican beach on the Caribbean, or really any other beaches on the Caribbean, or Fiji, Tonga, Indonesia, Australia’s West coast, the South of Thailand, the Cook Islands – but it was an order of magnitude more expensive than any other beach destination to which I’ve been. For that matter the place we stayed, which again was “nice” but by no means incredible, was more expensive then the Waldorf Astoria in Manhattan where I had stayed a week before. And at the Waldorf they didn’t try to charge you $40 to use the gym for half an hour. <br /><br />That rant over, it was awesome hanging out with my bud Tamara – one of those folks that always blows me away with their level of certainness and self-confidence. Combine a wicked level of knowledge with a real passion for her opinions and some wonderfully “passionate” discussions dotted the week. We did end up end on the island of Vieques for the majority of the time and it was awesome!<br /><br />Then an unwinding of travel plans with a return to Corpus, a drive to Austin, some late nights out with Julie and Jess before flying from Austin to Denver, then LAX, then Auckland, and finally Wellington to get back to my life in New Zealand. <br /><br />I remember often referring to New Zealand as “home” during that trip to visit my family, and shouldn’t the location of family define home? Every time I called New Zealand home I cringing inside from guilt – it’s on odd thing that I feel my jaunts overseas are so selfish and I’m somehow failing to honour my family or meet my responsibility to them. I only feel this responsibility intuitively though, because logically I would say that my responsibility to my family is to make the most of my life, therefore honouring the sacrifice my family made to support and foster my development throughout my youth - enabling me to make the most of this life. After all if you send a painter to art school, would you not expect him or her to go on and then push the boundaries and try new things? If that painter only repeated what had been done before, wouldn’t art school have been a bit of a waste? Not that my life is some “masterpiece”, but I do want to push boundaries and do things that are harder, because I have this notion that when you struggle you are making the most of life. So here’s to living a life that ends with scars of the skin and heart, because that’s a life lead to it’s fullest!Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-21705586028765295992008-07-12T22:46:00.001+02:002008-07-20T19:49:13.914+02:00A New Love AffairStill buzzing from an arts festival held in shipping containers scattered about a derelict wharf. Rusty cranes, sheds, old boats, the river Ij, and incredible architecture on the skyline worked well to open my mind to some very cool performances. Mix in friendly locals who greet me with smiles and even buy me wine.<br /><br />Then I hop on my new bike (actually it’s probably older than me) and ride onto the pedestrian ferry back across the river. More incredible architecture, this time lit by sunset, sails by as we reach Centraal Station. Plug my iPod into my head as I gently roll west, when a stream of fantastic tunes come up by random – my idea of providence.<br /><br />Kaiser Cartel’s acoustic goodness lulls me with “I can not find, distilled silence. It’s my own fault, that I can not listen to myself.” from <span style="font-style:italic;">Okay</span> as I roll into The Jordaan and I’m entranced. Orange flecks of sunset bounce around on silky black water, old barges rest moored along the canals, and 400 year old buildings reach just above the trees around me as I lightly roll up and down the brick bridges’ arches.<br /><br />I’m beginning to believe I’ll find a home here.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-38525091919081981322008-07-09T22:50:00.000+02:002008-07-20T19:51:30.580+02:00Updates coming...So I've landed in my new home town of Amsterdam last night and I'm inspired to resurrect this poor blog. I'm writing stuff up now and will have a "what's been going on for the past... oh... 18 months" post up shortly ;-).Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-72285257387285239272008-07-09T01:10:00.000+02:002008-07-20T19:53:03.869+02:00Arriving in AmsterdamArriving in Amsterdam is thrilling, yet I could replace “Amsterdam” with European city X. I’ve landed in a new place in Europe – and I’m going to live here. <br /><br />Arriving in Amsterdam is terrifying. I’m sure my jet lag is not helping, but after my welcomer leaves me at my B&B – a tiny room in the red light district. I realise I don’t know one person in the entire country and to top it off am basically broke so I can’t give up and run back to my good friends in New Zealand or my brother in Texas. I am in new territory – I remember landing in Wellington and realise how much I appreciated being in a hostel and meeting Simon and particularly how nice it was having my sister Whitney there. On top of that I started work about 7 hours after arriving and I still don’t have a start date here, but it will be at least 6 days away. <br />So I consider my list of to-do’s: hit the lawyer in the morning, IND (Dutch Immigration) Friday, sort out how to get to/from my new B&B Monday - and in the meantime go get a mobile as soon as possible so that I can speak to someone I know. Then start work, explore the city, find an apartment. I’m reminded of how truly wonderful it was to have Dougal as my first flatmate in Wellington – he was an ambassador to the city and he welcomed me (really insisted) that I meet every friend and join him for every dinner out. I don’t want to be negative, but I somehow doubt I could be so lucky twice.<br /><br />So now I’m sitting up in bed, a little hot, rather jet-lagged, listening to the rain and the teenage tourists outside. There’s a canal right outside and it is beautiful, but I feel so far away from the comfort of friends and loved ones – I believe this feeling is called loneliness. But I remind myself to chin up and relish this challenge – it’s hard, but hard challenges are that much sweeter once surmounted. <br /><br />Damn, it’s 1 AM and I need to be up at 7 – if only I could disengage thoughts and feelings…Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-87056297326528085312008-01-15T11:13:00.001+01:002008-01-15T11:13:26.343+01:00Still alive...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2190971972/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2341/2190971972_77fc02c97e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/2190971972/">The Taranaki</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treyguinn/">treyguinn</a> </span></div>I'm having a blast, but a bit behind on updates (I'm practicing my understatements) <br /><br />Happy new years to all! I was home again for Christmas and had a blast visiting everyone there. My first weekend back to summer in New Zealand led me to climb Mount Taranaki on one of the few days a year when it isn't attracting horrible weather like a magnet. <br /><br />I am still working on getting photos uploaded from a few adventures over the past winter here...<br /><br />Wishing you all the best!<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-23736552328858633312007-07-31T13:06:00.001+02:002007-07-31T13:06:49.018+02:00Where have I been?<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10761557@N02/961347052/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1263/961347052_db2c7e0a49_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10761557@N02/961347052/">AIC second weekend 009</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/10761557@N02/">louise.thornley</a> </span></div>I was in the states for May, etc, etc, etc. I'm now doing an alpine climbing course and here is a photo from last weekend. Eventually I'll get some more stuff up soon... promise.<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-59720248758020124962007-04-24T15:16:00.001+02:002007-04-24T15:16:33.290+02:00Another weekend tramping<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/471174094/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/471174094_6c3d26fc4b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/471174094/">Down Ohau Gorge.jpg</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treyguinn/">treyguinn</a>. </span></div>Some (all of 4) photos up from this past weekend tramping in the northwestern Tararuas.<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-30130504687415807532007-04-10T12:24:00.001+02:002007-04-10T12:24:29.300+02:00Go Summer, Go!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/453775298/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/453775298_6b11313b5c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/453775298/">sommes2.jpg</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treyguinn/">treyguinn</a>. </span></div>Summer is holding on with it's fingernails - I hope it doesn't loose grip too soon. (Picture from Sommes Island in Wellington Harbour)<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-89308214171789743562007-03-12T05:19:00.000+01:002007-03-12T07:48:26.188+01:00More PhotosBeing too lazy to write narratives, I thought I'd post some photos of things I've been shooting lately.<br /><br />I've finally uploaded pictures from my trip to <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/sets/72157594581770825/show">Arthur's Pass in February</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/417289134/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/417289134_34a38d023e_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC1917.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/417288203/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/417288203_cba20811a2_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC1888.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/417306051/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/417306051_34bb19d2ba_m.jpg" width="240" height="132" alt="valley.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />I've also just had some of these pictures published. A <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/sets/72157594577968317/show">circus show called "Gravity & Other Myths"</a> that was playing on the waterfront over the past couple weeks.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/415063329/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/415063329_33cdee77ab_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="_DSC5231.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/415041517/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/415041517_02220f0be7_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC5153.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/415018013/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/415018013_e047b7ce36_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC5054.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/415032943/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/415032943_34f18e3d1e_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC5110.JPG" /></a><br /><br />This past week there has been a wedding and a portrait shoot for a band called "The Constituents", a music festival this weekend to shoot, and another portrait shoot for "Twinset" next week. I'm stoked to have all this photography work; it's been a blast and thankfully it makes me also appreciate my day job.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-33877919473788370232007-03-03T07:56:00.001+01:002007-03-03T07:56:00.297+01:00Birthday Bonfire<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/407468750/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/407468750_2b5d15117c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/407468750/">Birthday Bonfire</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treyguinn/">treyguinn</a>. </span></div>I've also loaded some photos from Aneke's birthday bonfire out on Makara beach. (outside Wellington)<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-20901506064310339422007-03-03T07:51:00.001+01:002007-03-03T07:51:10.874+01:00Deep Bay Sunset<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/408253284/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/408253284_b4b2010051_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/408253284/">Deep Bay Sunset</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treyguinn/">treyguinn</a>. </span></div>I've got my new laptop, yeah! And with it, here come some photos from the queue and those from my trip of the last two weeks with my Dad & Jane to both the South Island and Stewart Island here in New Zealand.<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-89621609436089851682007-02-13T02:50:00.000+01:002007-01-22T18:41:48.980+01:00Dead Laptop :-(My laptop died a few weeks ago which has caused a rapid halt to my photo uploading, but fear not my oh-so-flash new <a href="http://www.apple.com/macbookpro/">MacBook Pro</a> will be here in a week! <br /><br />As it turns out, it arrives with my parents as well ;-) My Dad and Jane are coming for a visit and I'm quivering in my boots I'm so excited. See my folks, take a two week holiday to the South Island & Steward Island, AND get a new laptop - what more could a large child like myself want?<br /><br />I have actually been reasonably busy since my last post. I hiked most of the Queen Charolette Track, had a work weekend, a weekend off, then spent a 4 day weekend in Author's Pass (where we hiked high enough to make snow angels in our shorts), and this last weekend shot a wedding and went to X-Air (a blatant rip off of the X-Games, but damn fun).<br /><br />I've managed to get a couple break dancing photos loaded up from X-Air and I'll leave these here until I get around to sorting the rest of my photos of late.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/388375178/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/388375178_bf539d8e6c_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC3515" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/388393014/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/388393014_10dcb13f34_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC3673" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/388395115/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/388395115_310b0043b4_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC3686" /></a>Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-54739980657763239582007-01-08T08:26:00.000+01:002007-01-08T22:01:23.769+01:00I do love these outdoors!After working straight through Christmas and New Years only taking Christmas Day and the 2nd off I broke away for a tramp (that's Kiwi for a hike) in the Tararuas, a mountain range just north of Wellington. <br /><br />Despite "the worst summer in recorded history" according to the front page last week - we had some pretty damn fine weather. Of course the 120 KPH / 70 MPH winds on top of Jumbo peak was my favorite for the excitement ;-)<br /><br /><a href="http://flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/sets/72157594467892797/">Click here to see all the photos</a> - (The other folks are Tom, Aneke, and Jules)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/350126612/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/350126612_e2232d0d8c_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="The Gang" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/350138503/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/350138503_9b51b234f6_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Misty Trees" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/350121656/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/350121656_f8c7ee73d0_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="View from Jumbo on Saturday" /></a>Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-37398449021723367162007-01-08T07:34:00.000+01:002007-01-08T07:36:14.322+01:00Christmas Day FunWent to a party that lasted until 3 - nothing like playing with a bunch of expats all day from a house with a view!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/344966453/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/344966453_2f9ba37fa2_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC1513.JPG" /></a>Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-1965698524092761362006-12-24T10:01:00.000+01:002006-12-24T10:10:22.383+01:00A photo follow-up...For you folks that don't check out <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/">my flickr site</a>, here are some photos from the past month:<br /><br />A local ska band called the Offbeats (go Kate!):<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/322993165/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/322993165_71b3f34203_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC1363.JPG" /></a><br /><br />The lagoon bridge on the Wellington waterfront, a play around with HDR images:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/320885707/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/140/320885707_1a9c6317a8_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="Lagoon Bridge" /></a><br /><br />A nearby church's columns by night:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/316234737/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/111/316234737_d871f424fd_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC0535.jpg" /></a><br /><br />And of course, my flatmate Janet attempting to put an entire bag of marshmallows in her mouth at one time ;-) <br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/316168706/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/95/316168706_7b21c1b677_m.jpg" width="240" height="56" alt="Marshmallow Janet" /></a><br /><br /><br />Plenty of data centre pictures to come in the future - I'm sure they'll REALLY thrill.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-37330760492232878802006-12-24T09:27:00.000+01:002006-12-24T10:00:18.373+01:00Happy Christmas!Another month has blown by. I’ve managed to bury my head in the sand that’s called work as I prepare to execute the move of our data centre into the new facility over new years. I’ve found myself at numerous Christmas parties talking to exciting people with nothing in my head but stats on cooling, power consumption, and racing thoughts of cabling organization structures. To say the least, I haven’t exactly been slaughtering people with my gift for gab ;-)<br /><br />I have enjoyed losing myself in work – despite the fact that I recognize it as unhealthy, at least in the long term. Otherwise I’ve photographed my flatmate Janet’s Christmas party, gotten out to neighborhood fairs, photographed some music, etc. <br /><br />It’s half nine on Christmas Eve and I’m snuggled in on my couch looking through our flat window over the lights of the city. I’ve got a great glass of Pinot Noir and Eryka Badu on the stereo, just finished a fantastic day including a big run, great brunch, a birthday party, a movie, and dinner with a friend. I’ve managed to ignore the fact that it’s Christmas until about 30 minutes ago.<br /><br />I’ve never spent Christmas Eve alone, nor awoken on Christmas in an empty house. It sounds a bit pathetic and I must admit that I intensely miss my family at the moment, but I can’t say that I dislike it. I’m relishing the sense of independent, mid-adulthood. As I am not only fully empowered to do whatever whenever, I am as free of attachment as I believe personally possible. Earlier in life I would always have been with my family, and later in life I expect to have a family of my own. Yet, these are the years of self appointed destiny and I find it critical to step back and truly appreciate it, as it is doubtless ephemeral and will in short time only be the substance of stories with which I attempt to regale grandchildren.<br /><br />I will wake up to presents though! I’ve got a package from my “mum” as these kiwis say, and my flatmates after deceiving me with stories of “we’re not exchanging gifts this year” left many a treat on the kitchen counter. I’ll spend the morning with some English friends (Sal and Paul) to kick off our fabulous “Orphan’s Christmas” with a collection of expats from around the world throwing a BBQ and getting up to what is sure to go down in the history books as proper shenanigans ;-)<br /><br />Merry Christmas everyone! (And happy birthday pops!)Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-21802483951535916602006-11-22T10:31:00.000+01:002006-11-22T11:14:32.752+01:00Nearly uneventfulIn an effort to keep up my "forced journaling" (BTW that's the primary reason I keep this blog) I thought I would do an update.<br /><br />I finished shooting the Jazz Festival the weekend before last, overall it was a lot of hard work, but a great time. I've bolstered my portfolio, made some industry contacts, and seen some pretty amazing music (there was also a frightening large chunk of rubbish though).<br /><br />During my day job I have been swallowed with the design of our new data centre and the planning of moving hundreds of servers into this facility over two months from our two Wellington offices. Despite myself, I am really enjoying the work. We're building one of the 10 largest facilities in Wellington and I'm getting some fantastic experience that seldom comes up. 34 Kilometers of data cabling, 7 thousand liters of air/second through our process coolers, and now we're having to swing things onto the floor from a helicopter because they won't fit in the lift are are about 600 Kilos too heavy to carry. ;-) All in all we are spending nearly a million dollars on room that is not that big, and only holds computers (just lots of them with highly redundant cooling, power, etc. etc.) I am truly "geeking-out".<br /><br /><br />Otherwise, indoor soccer, touch rugby, and rock climbing are keeping me busy as spring looks like it might FINALLY arrive. We've actually had 3 or 4 days of sunshine - the fact that this stands out is indicative of how atrocious the weather has been for the past few months.<br /><br />BTW, Here's a picture I took this Sunday when the weather turned "amazing":<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/301272398/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/117/301272398_9ddf7bfcd3_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC0486.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I think <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=301272398&size=l">the larger version</a> gives the day some justice.<br /><br />And I think I've actually managed to max out my flickr account until the end of the calendar month - until which time their won't be anything new.<br /><br />Walking to the supermarket this morning I had a bit of a realization. As I walk everywhere, all the time, it takes me sometime to get places, big surprise I know. (E.g. my French class is about a 30 minute walk from my house) This forces me to do two things: 1) Give myself time to get places, or more importantly just give myself time and 2) Not rush around too much - as it's pretty much impossible to "walk in a rush" without realizing what a nutter you're being. Back in the States I used to book my days assuming no travel time so that I was always behind, and I double booked, and I spent most of my waking hours on a smart phone simultaneously talking and emailing. Little did I know how little it gained me and how much it cost me - so for showing me that - cheers New Zealand.<br /><br />Speaking of Thanksgiving, I've invited some friends to a French restaurant for nice meal. No one is American, the French girl confirming the booking on the phone asked "What is this <span style="font-style:italic;">Thanks-Giving</span> you speak of?" and I'm afraid my mates are expecting some type of song and dance. Soon they'll learn it's mostly about just getting together and enjoying each others company... of course glutenous consumption never hurts. ;-)<br /><br />This Thanksgiving I do have something in particular to be thankful for - in addition to wonderful people, fabulous luck, and an amazing family in my life - I'm going to have a nephew come April (Colin just found out what the next Guinn is going to be today - on his birthday! Happy Birthday, Bro!)<br /><br />Wishing everyone a great Thanksgiving (whether it's a holiday where you are or not), your mate - Trey.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-89207557765356442462006-11-06T06:32:00.000+01:002006-11-06T06:59:52.465+01:00Damn, another month!It's been a month since I've written so here's a very quick update:<br /><br />My last post created some fantastic discussion which I thoroughly enjoyed reading. I must say I am personally most interested in what set of circumstances morally justifies one nation invading another. <br /><br />To this I love some of the points in "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fog_of_War">The Fog of War</a>", a documentary discussing eleven lessons from the life of Robert S. McNamara. If you haven't seen it, it's time for a visit to the video store. Beautifully made and great discussion. It came out before Iraq and we (the U.S) have broken some of these "rules".<br /><br />In particular (this rule is expanded in the special features), I think this rule is quite applicable:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"We are the most powerful nation in the world — economically, politically, and militarily — and we are likely to remain so for decades ahead. But we are not omniscient. If we cannot persuade other nations with similar interests and similar values of the merits of the proposed use of that power, we should not proceed unilaterally except in the unlikely requirement to defend the continental US, Alaska and Hawaii."</span><br /><br />So is the "War on Terror" a defense of our land, given that Sept. 11 happened in the US? Even if the answer is yes to that and I find that more than a small stretch. How could Iraq be justified through the same logic? In my view it definitely isn't - nonetheless it was a brilliant campaign strategy for the republicans to symbolically link the two. Albeit reprehensibly misleading. <br /><br />I wanted to chat with the girl from Iraq about the discussion from my last post, yet she was definitely not interested. At the very least I can appreciate the fact that she is probably sick and tired of being objectified. <br /><br /><br />Other than that: I've gotten certified as an <a href="http://www.fortinet.com/support/fcnspRoadmap.html">Fortinet Certified Network Security Professional</a> - which I was stoked for my employer to pay for! Yeah <a href="http://www.intergen.co.nz">Intergen</a>.<br /><br />And I've landed the job as the official photographer for the <a href="http://www.jazzfestival.co.nz/">10th Annual Wellington International Jazz Festival</a>. It's been a hell of a lot of work - and continues to be. But it's a blast, there are some fantastic bands (as well as some real shockers), and a great opportunity to meet tons of people in the creative community. <br /><br />Here are some sample shots from the last 4 days (6 more to go!):<br /><br />Lisa Tomlins & Twinset of Wellington:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/289076860/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/118/289076860_47c900aef8_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC7777.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Twinset of Wellington:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/289072307/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/106/289072307_fc04eaee84_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC7742.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Trio Boeren-deJoode-Vatcher of the Netherlands:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/287054922/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/114/287054922_f03f7b97bd_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="_DSC7116.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Alda Rezende of Brazil:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/286725162/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/118/286725162_ab19692d6f_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="_DSC7034.JPG" /></a><br /><br />The Eggs, a bloody fantastic funk band from Wellington:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/289065030/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/106/289065030_f20a2d37cf_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="_DSC8013.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Even had some quite artsy light shows, like Robin Fox out of Australia:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/290244863/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/109/290244863_1acb73e7ba_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="_DSC8409.JPG" /></a>Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-64038762288837956392006-10-16T11:54:00.000+02:002006-10-16T12:21:38.371+02:00American, even Texan sized guiltEn route to my French class tonight I swung by the New World Metro to grab a panini. A lovely girl in her early twenties helped me with a big smile. Being the talkative guy that I am I asked her about her accent because I couldn't place it. (English was a second language, but it was excellent). She bantered back with "guess". I started thinking, looking to the ceiling... then she interjected with "Iraqi".<br /><br />Now I've met a number of Iraqis here that came over during the war with Iran. They are always quick make some distinction I can't even remember now that lets me know they were part of a group that left ages ago. So I ask this girl, when did you leave Iraq?<br /><br />She smiles, "About 2 years".<br />"How do you like it?"<br />"I love it here, great country."<br />"I really like it here as well."<br />"Oh yeah, where are you from?"<br /><br />...hummm.<br /><br />"I'm from the US... err Texas"<br /><br />Then the gut shot - "I guess were not supposed to get along?" she tries to keep the smile friendly. <br /><br />She tells me "I've lived through too many wars", "It's hell when you don't know if you will live through the day", "I got into Jordan during the start of the war, and then came here... I'm one of the lucky ones."<br /><br />I pathetically retort "I didn't vote for *him*". The guilt has contorted my face. She tells me not to worry about it, "I'm over it" she tells me.<br /><br />How can anyone be "over it"? How does someone young and beautiful stay young and beautiful when they deal with what she has?<br /><br />So much of the pain she has dealt with is the result of my country, particularly my state's most famous... err infamous export. damn. I think to myself, "maybe I should invite her for a coffee?" Yeah, that'll do, I'll by you a coffee to assuage my guilt for my country destroying your country, home, and probably causing the death of your family members...<br /><br />So I tell her she has all of my respect and I take my panini and walk back into my ridiculously comfortable lifestyle that has never been threatened or needed me to fight for it.<br /><br />Independent of who I vote for, I am still responsible for what America does. It has a government "for the people, *by* the people". And I believe the last few years will leave a stain on all Americans' conscience when history begins to judge... as it has begun to do already.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-57565525477699745312006-10-16T00:06:00.001+02:002006-10-16T00:10:50.561+02:00Mas Kiwiana!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/270586669/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/81/270586669_263d6ddf56_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/270586669/">_DSC6536.JPG</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treyguinn/">treyguinn</a>. </span></div><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treyguinn/sets/72157594329886065/">Photos from this past weekend</a>. Card games, Mt. Ruapeu, roadtrip, and south coast of Welli sunset - killer weekend.<br clear="all" />Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850568.post-89479195178670457382006-10-15T10:36:00.000+02:002006-10-15T10:47:34.743+02:00Spring and love is in the air...No, not a woman, or any other option for that matter! Wellington and New Zealand. A weekend filled with good friends, hiking, reading, beautiful snow-capped mountains and a perfect ending. <br /><br />Monique (a great new friend) and I headed out to the south coast of Welli, climbed all over the rocks, watched the sunset, and ate authentic fish and chips. Cruised through a beautiful part of the city I never see, which reminding me over and over of San Francisco. The harsh winter really is losing it's grip. The orange light of the sunsets warm my face and radiate into my heart.<br /><br />This weekend was great as it re-engendered that "I love being here" feeling in my chest.<br /><br />Only a couple snamps, but the photos are forthcoming.Trey Guinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958476269162355406noreply@blogger.com0