Posts Tagged ‘new zealand’

Postcard number: 85
Bought in: Piha, New Zealand
Sent to: Giulia in Italy
Written: 8 October 2017
Sent: 8 October 2017

Postcard #085: Piha to Italy (front)

Postcard #085: Piha to Italy (back)

Text says:

8 October 2017, Geelong

Dear Giulia,

It’s been a while since I sent a postcard – life and a very new baby seem to have got in the way of this project over the past few months. However I’ve been tidying my desk today while my little boy sleeps, and I came across this postcard of Piha Beach which needed a new home.

Piha is not far from where I grew up, and is one of my favourite places in the world. I’ve got a painting of Lion Rock (which is shown on this postcard) on my kitchen wall here in Australia. It’s a great place for taking photos too, with its black sand, surf beach and dramatic skies. One day I hope to climb Lion Rock with my children, just as I did when I was a child myself.

With best wishes and apologies for the delay in sending this card,


Read Full Post »

Postcard number: 77
Bought in: Wellington, New Zealand
Sent to: Reuen in Taiwan
Written: 5 January 2017
Sent: 6 January 2017



Text says:

5 January 2017, Auckland

Dear Reuen,

Happy New Year! This postcard comes from a date with my then boyfriend (now husband) in September 2005. I hope I didn’t pay for it, as I’ve just noticed the back of the card is printed the wrong way up! Anyway, we were living in Wellington, New Zealand at that time, and got tickets to the World of Wearable Art Awards show. The outfits on show weren’t everyday wear, but rather beautiful and strange original creations, made of a variety of materials, showcased on stage with lights and music.

To be honest, I don’t remember many details of the show itself, but I do remember my Mum and Dad, who live at the other end of the North Island, were watching the live broadcast of the event and saw the two of us going in. They called me me on my mobile, and asked if we could to walk past the cameras again so that my grandparents could see us too.

Wellington was a great city for theatre, book launches and live events like this one. I really enjoyed my time in New Zealand’s capital.


PS Happy New Year! I hope 2017 brings lots of great things your way!

Read Full Post »

Postcard number: 70
Bought in: Auckland, New Zealand
Sent to: Katia in Czech Republic
Written: 1 January 2017
Sent: 3 January 2017



Text says:

1 January 2017, Auckland

Dear Katia,

Greetings from New Zealand and Happy New Year!

My family and I are currently spending a couple of weeks in Auckland, where I grew up and where my parents still live. Last night, as the sun set on 2016, we went to a lookout at the Arataki Information Centre in the middle of the Waitakere Ranges. We ate pizza and drank sparkling wine and in the distance, we could see the lights of the city and the Skytower, as shown on this postcard.

I hope 2017 brings many good things your way.


Read Full Post »

Postcard number: 045
Bought in: Waitakere City, New Zealand
Sent to: Maryna in Ukraine
Written and sent: 1 February 2012

Front of postcard 045: Waitakere Ranges

Back of postcard 045: Waitakere Ranges

Text says:

1 February 2012

Dear Maryna,

This is the first postcard that I’ve sent for my Postcardia project in about a year and a half, so I thought it was only appropriate to choose one from New Zealand. After all, New Zealand is home for me. I grew up in the foothills of the Waitakere Ranges shown on this postcard, and spent many a weekend afternoon as a child going on walks through the native bush with my family. Back then, I was more focused on how much my feet hurt and the fact that I would’ve rather been at home reading a book – but whenever I’m back in New Zealand now, I’m struck by how beautiful the Waitakere Ranges are, how quiet and calm.

We spent two weeks in New Zealand in January this year and during that time, my parents took us to a new walking/bike track in the Waitakeres that has just been opened.  We walked along with my one-year-old in the baby backpack, pointing out the birds and trees, the waterfalls and bridges. I’m sure it’s the first of many Waitakere walks that we’ll do with her in the years to come!

Wishing you a wonderful 2012.

All the best,

This is the first postcard I’ve written for the Postcardia project since the birth of my daughter. She’s now one, and into everything. I left this postcard on the couch while I went into the kitchen for a couple of minutes. When I came back, it was in her hands, folded in half, and heading towards her mouth!

Read Full Post »

Postcard number: 034
Shows: Tongariro National Park, New Zealand
Sent to: Bonnie Jeanne in America
Written: 7 April 2010
Sent: 8 April 2010

Note: This card is part of Bonnie Jeanne’s Orphaned Postcard Project.

Front of postcard 034: Tongariro National Park

Back of postcard 034: Tongariro National Park

Text says:

7 April 2010, London UK

Dear Bonnie Jeanne,

Tongariro National Park is about half a day’s drive from Auckland, where I grew up. At various times in my younger years, I skied (badly) on Ruapehu, and one memorable Duke of Edinburgh hike when I was about 15, I had my first asthma attack in the hills of the park.

It was a 3 or 4 day hike, I think; there were a group of us girls, with backpacks that were almost half our size, and a couple of teachers from school. We were carrying tents, though we slept in the huts. The trail took us high above sea level and despite it being almost summer it was really cold – and so, on the second day, not that long into the morning’s walking, my lungs started complaining. I started breathing heavily, I couldn’t keep up with the other girls, and I had to stop every hundred metres (or so it felt at the time!) Being 15, my primary concern was the embarrassment of it all, whereas my teachers were concerned I might have to be airlifted off the mountain.

After a very long day, we made it to the hut, where luckily a doctor was also spending the night. I was given a few puffs of someone else’s inhaler, split up the contents of my backpack amongst the others, and slowly made it through the rest of the hike. The scenery was absolutely beautiful though… and that’s probably my best story about Tongariro National Park.

Best wishes,

Read Full Post »

Postcard number: 033
Bought at: Eureka Tower, Melbourne, Australia
Sent to: Sabrina in Finland
Written and sent: 5 April 2010

Front of postcard 033: Southern Hemisphere Towers

Back of postcard 033: Southern Hemisphere Towers

Text says:

5 April 2010, London UK

Dear Sabrina,

I bought this postcard at Eureka Tower in Melbourne this time last year – but what I really want to write about today is the tower on the right hand-side of the front of the card: the Sky Tower in my home city of Auckland, New Zealand. The Sky Tower, and its accompanying Sky City Casino, was built while I was at high school, and opened in 1997 to mixed reviews. It played a significant part of my young adult life, being the venue for several dates and important dinners, and a place where we’d often take overseas guests. There are glass sections in the floor of the observation deck, where you can look straight down to the street – and the more adventurous visitor can even jump off the side of the tower, attached to a wire (I never have!).

I actually lived across the road from the Sky Tower for a year or so while I was at university – and the lights from the tower would light up my bedroom as well. You can see the Sky Tower from many of the suburbs of Auckland. It’s not the most beautiful landmark perhaps, but it was iconic for the nearest city to where I grew up, and I miss the horizon that it’s a part of now that I’m living in the UK.

Best wishes,

Read Full Post »

Postcard number: 008
Bought in: Riomaggiore, Italy
Sent to: Carla in New Zealand
Written and sent: 16 February 2010

Front of postcard 008: Riomaggiore, Italy


Back of postcard 008: Riomaggiore, Italy

 Text says:

16 February 2010, London UK

Dear Carla,

Greetings and good morning to you from the other end of the earth!  This postcard is from one of my all-time favourite destinations: the village of Riomaggiore in the Cinque Terre, Italy.  We’ve been there twice now (once on our honeymoon trip through Europe in 2006, and again with my family in 2008).  On both visits we’ve enjoyed staying in apartments above the sloping streets, hiking and catching the train between the five villages, swimming and kayaking, the views, the sunsets, eating pesto pizza, gelato, fresh pasta and seafood, and practising our very basic Italian (I got about as far as being able to buy five stamps from the post office!).  While it perhaps doesn’t have the impressive art and history that I’ve loved in other Italian towns, it’s a real escape from the city and city life, and a place which I don’t think I’d mind returning to again and again.  Do you have a place like that?

All the best,

Read Full Post »