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" If I wasn&amp;#039;t having so much fun right now, I&amp;#039;d probably be stressing about the fact that Ben still hasn&amp;#039;t asked me to marry him. He&amp;#039;s fast asleep right now, after drinking entirely too much wine with dinner. It&amp;#039;s probably my fault\u2013we had an absolutely perfect day, followed by a romantic dinner. And after my first glass of wine, I started to think that tonight was the night, and I wanted to be sober for it. Which left Ben to drink the rest of the wine, which he was more than happy to do. And almost immediately after we got back to the hotel, he fell asleep, and he&amp;#039;s been snoring like a foghorn ever since. First, a quick rundown of the trip so far. The weather is fantastic. It&amp;#039;s the beginning of fall here, and while it&amp;#039;s not summer-hot, it&amp;#039;s been in the 70s every day. We even swam in the Bay of Islands, which is a bit warmer than Auckland, but still coooold. The Bay of Islands was our second stop, and in addition to swimming, we took a cruise around the islands, visited the Cape, and ate a lot of meat. I don&amp;#039;t think I&amp;#039;ve ever eaten so much meat. Meat pies, lamb, pork...meat, meat, meat. I also tried Vegemite, which I know is technically Australian, but a lot of things that originated there are popular here. And I honestly don&amp;#039;t get it. It&amp;#039;s seriously disgusting. Ben and I also got into a mini-argument because he wanted to try sandboarding, which is like snowboarding, but on sand. I know you all will probably think I should have let him do it without a fuss, but seriously, he hasn&amp;#039;t been without a cane for that long. He&amp;#039;s still somewhat fragile, whether he wants to admit it or not, and he&amp;#039;s not getting broken on my watch. This morning, we visited the Waipoua forest, home to some of the biggest and oldest trees in the world. One of them, known as the &amp;quot;God of the Forest,&amp;quot; is about 45 feet around and over 160 feet tall. We tried and failed to get a good picture of how massive it was. After that, we took a bus back to Auckland for the night, trying to doze, but mostly just pointing at forests and lakes and scenery excitedly.  After checking into our hotel, taking a long shower together that involved getting, ahem, more dirty than clean, and getting all decked out, we headed out for sushi and drinks.  When the wine came, Ben proposed a toast. &amp;quot;To the best vacation I&amp;#039;ve ever been on, hands down,&amp;quot; he said, raising his glass. &amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; I asked, grinning. &amp;quot;I mean, me too, but you&amp;#039;ve been everywhere.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s the company, not the destination,&amp;quot; he said. Over dinner, we did what we&amp;#039;ve done at every meal since we&amp;#039;ve gotten here, which is talk about how amazing our trip has been thus far. And it has. Ben&amp;#039;s a great travel partner\u2013easygoing, considerate, and most importantly, fun, and up for anything.  After we&amp;#039;d paid the bill and killed the bottle of wine, it dawned on me that Ben was drunk. Extremely so. &amp;quot;Would you rather go back to the hotel instead of going out for drinks?&amp;quot; I asked, gently. &amp;quot;Would you mind?&amp;quot; he asked. I assured him I wouldn&amp;#039;t, and when we got back, he passed out. Here I am, all dressed up with no place to go. But tomorrow? Waitomo! Glowworm caves! Hobbit motel! Sheep! Hopefully, I&amp;#039;ll be able to sneak away and tell you all about it. Posted at 10:45 PM "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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