Im experimenting writing a blog post from my crappy cracked up pile of old iPhone! Usually my text messages look some mysterious alphanumeric cuneiform or something you need a decoder ring to read. Aside from it just taking a solid 45 seconds for me to correctly enter te wors “you” into this devil machine im doing pretty well! Missing a few letters here and there but you et the jist. Anyway here’s some poctures of auckland taken from te 11th floor of a parking garage i thought would be way more interesting than they are. But i got to meet a nice fijian security guard who drove all the way up to make sure i wasnt smoking all the cocaine drugs ans tossing babies off the side or something. Actually he saw the “Bula!” sticker on the back of our van and thought maybe i was from fiji too. Arrgh matey this typing crapola is hard on the wrists! Giving up for now!