Life in New Zealand is undeniably most pleasant, but the cost of living in New Zealand is high — often quite inexplicably so. I’ve been reminded of this fact once again this week, as I prepare to have a cooker shipped here from the UK. We’re having our kitchen remodeled — it’s part of an extension that was added to our 1920 bungalow in, we believe, the 1960s, and it’s showing its age — and as part of the project, we decided to look at a new cooker. The model we decided we wanted — oh, we really wanted it, when we saw it at Harvey Norman — was a fantastic piece of kitchen technology, but one that, at six and a half thousand dollars, was, well, just a little out of our reach.
When we got home, though, I decided to have a little bit of a shop around on the Internet. I found the very cooker we had been pining for, on offer in various British retail outlets. The price in Britain — about $1,800, or considerably less than one third of the NZ price. [Read More...]
I moved to New Zealand with my family in 2009. For this English-American family, coming to New Zealand was a radical upheaval in our lives, and one that has proven to be one of the best decisions we've made.
This blog tells the story of our new life in New Zealand, our observations and adventures, and the challenges and rewards that have come from living here.
After three and a half years in New Zealand, I’ve started to take things just a little for granted. It’s time to see things through fresh eyes. So when friends came to visit from America, I took the opportunity to experience New Zealand once again as a newcomer. And I liked what I saw.
Before I came to New Zealand I lived in the United States, and before that in Japan, and so there is one constant that has followed me through all three countries — a steady inescapable and very real sense that the country I live in is rather racist. Japan‘s famous, and quite unapologetic, for it. [...]
New Zealand is not a huge country. It’s comparable in size to Great Britain — a manageable, comfortable, country-sized country. Australia, next door, is far bigger than a country needs to be; America, my previous home, is unnecessarily huge. Europe is home to countries smaller than a typical Australian cattle station — Luxembourg is so [...]
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- In Defence of Auckland
- Coffee, among other things
- Well and truly Wellington
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- Permanence: permanent resident visas and Immigration New Zealand
- She’ll be right: the New Zealand way
- Where the sun does shine: solar power generation in New Zealand
- Wood you believe it? Yet more about keeping warm in New Zealand
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- Christmas in June: Matariki, parties and friends
- Keeping warm: our third winter in New Zealand, and what we’re doing about it
- Let It Bee: becoming an urban beekeeper in New Zealand
- Supper’s ready: good food in New Zealand
- Man’s most expensive friend: bringing a dog to New Zealand
- Not quite utopia: real life in New Zealand
- Cold. But it’s a damp cold. Winter and cold houses in New Zealand
- Welcome home: moving house in New Zealand
- Happy New Year!
- Can’t get there from here
- The Fat of the Land
- Looking for a new job
- Coffee and chicken
- Slow Boat To China
- Catching Up
- Sailing away
- Driving South (part the second)
- Carry On Doctor
- Driving south
- A tasty little bonus
- Going North
- Dance on a volcano
- Land sharks
- What I’ve been up to lately
- On the road again
- There’s no “there” there.
- Finally — something I miss from America!
- London Calling
- Kiwis — anybody’s equal
- Cold. But a good cold.
- Another week goes by
- Mobile at last!
- Beautiful. Very beautiful.
- Learning the language
- School starts
- First impressions
- I’ve arrived!