Auckland

Middle Earth

I leave New Zealand, the stunning landscapes and wilderness, far away from the rest of the world; the movie set that brought Tolkien’s world to life. … Wait a moment. … I remember a time when I thought that this country was one big sheep farm somewhere at the end of the world. Now it is the Shire? It seems to me that the “Kiwis”, as they call themselves after birds that cannot fly, are searching for an identity; one that helps them to survive or even prosper on their remote outpost, while the world changes. What did I see beyond all this natural beauty?

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