Safe to say I am now a professional wine sommelier…NOT! But I have definitely drank enough wine for all of New Zealand. I spent the last week in wonderful Auckland - a large city full of beautiful little boutique villages, each with their own beach alcove. Lucky me, my aunt and uncle live in the area of Torbay where I spent (most of) my time here in NZ living like a true Kiwi. We toured museums that depicted the history of the Maori culture (the traditional people of New Zealand) and visited both the North and West sides of the city where we visited different beaches and quaint markets. Although extremely windy, everywhere you looked, there was something beautiful to see. Whether it was a beach, a vineyard or even a strawberry farm…there was always something. Our days were filled with activities both outdoors and in, including many coffee trips (side note: think I may have fueled a coffee addiction over the past few days…I’m looking at you, Auntie Linda! hehe) It was all wonderful and great to meet and spent time with family, including Linda’s beautiful grandchildren Quinn and Eden. We enjoyed a special Friday night dinner (and a show) at Caluzzi’s; where we were entertained all night by Auckland’s famous drag queens…we ate, we drank and we danced the night away. Definitely one of the books!
The remainder of my week long trip was spent in Waiheke…one of the MOST beautiful islands I have ever visited in my lifetime. A 45-minute ferry ride of the coast of Auckland, Waiheke is paradise for anyone interested in wine and sun (Me! Me! Me!) Unfortunately, the first few days were cold and rainy due to the South-Westerly wind bringing weather up from Antarctica. FORTUNATELY, that meant all our time was spent at wineries…woohoo! Over two days, we visited a total of 7 wine farms – Stonyridge, Cable Bay, Mudbrick, Obsidien, Peacock Sky, Batch and Man O’ War. All absolutely stunning and all gorgeous for different reasons. If you’re looking for a view and upscale wining and dining – must try Mudbrick and Cable Bay (both just a 10 minute walk apart). If you’re wanting a personal experience with the wine sommeleiers – Peacock Sky sat down with us and talked us through each wine and degustation pairing as we drank and ate. A smaller, yet cute and quaint, vineyard was Obsidien – also a personable experience with a great group of staff and a great deal on wine tasting. If I were to ever get married in NZ – Batch would be my choice of venue – aside from the gorgeous view, there is plenty of space and different areas to celebrate. Our final day in Waiheke was spent on the beautiful Little Oneroa beach where we met with Linda’s mum, daughter and grand-daughters as we spent the day running around in the sand and diving in and out of the sub zero water (lol). Our evenings throughout the trip were spent in what Kiwi’s call a ‘Bach’ or what we may call a bungalow/villa. Our cute little bach was located in Surfdale with all the necessities for our two-night stay. My trip to New Zealand was unforgettable. An amazing country that I’m so happy I had the chance to experience thanks to my wonderful Aunt Linda and Uncle Doug! They spoiled me rotten and I’m so lucky to have spent the time with them this week! I will be back one day – I promise!
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I made it! My first trip to Australia and I am IN LOVE! Not only is it my first trip to the continent itself, but this trip now marks 6 of 7 completed continents! (just Antartica to go..lol) Below are a few notable memories from my trip to Sydney... I arrived in Sydney on a Sunday afternoon and made my way to the hotel to drop my belongings. I stayed at the Shangri-La, ideally located in 'The Rocks', within Sydney Harbour, just walking distance from the Sydney Harbour Bridge, The Sydney Opera House, and Circular Quay. I made my way down to Circular Quay for a late lunch on the 5th floor Customs House where I had a light lunch for one and a (much needed) glass of wine. I spent the remainder of the evening unpacking my things and admiring the amazing view from my hotel room on the 26th floor, overlooking both the bridge and the opera house...lucky me! I don't even need to climb the bridge...lol jk! The next day was Bridge Climb day...woohoo! I made my way down to Circular Quay for some healthy breakfast and got my things together, ready to climb the bridge. Luckily, my hotel was a 5 minute walk from the beginning of the bridge. My climb began at around 12:30pm and took about 3 hours once our group had geared up, gone through the safety session, ascended and descended. As you can imagine, the view from the top was INCREDIBLE! I highly recommend the walk to absolutely anyone - no matter how old! It doesn't require too much physical excursion, so anyone can do it.
I am no wine connoisseur (unlike my mother) but I ordered the Riesling and it was horribly sour with little to no after-taste. Upon kindly telling the waiter the wine was corked, he proceed to tell me "It is not corked, it is a screw top" (*massive eye roll*). He then tried the wine himself and said "it is fine, it is Riesling of this region, it tastes different than the European kind"....this coming from the man who didn't know screw-top wine could be corked. Even though he insisted it was fine, I couldn't drink it and it was still kept on my bill...Anyhow! Other than that little blip, the meal was amazing and the view was extraordinary. The next day included a trip back to Circular Quay for some breakfast a Four Frogs Crêperie with a delicious Nutella and Banana Crêpe (my favorite) and an Iced Coffee for the 40 degree day we were having...once I'd filled my boots, I walked down to the Sydney Opera House to get a close-up view of the landmark. I then walked back towards Circular Quay to catch the ferry over to Manly...a beach town just 30-40 minutes away by boat. The ride over was great (coming from someone who HATES boats), the views were remarkable from all angles and the ride was smooth and comfortable. I spent about an hour walking down the strip of shops, going in and out of stores before stopping for some lunch by the sea. I had fish and chips, as I was right by the water...I felt it was only fair. Manly was a great beach and had a great "vibe" about it, with lovely shops, restaurants and people roaming around with surf boards. I walked back to the port a few hours later and jumped on the ferry back to Circular Quay. I dropped my shopping back at my room, cooled off in the AC for a few minutes and went back out to visit the Pylon lookout - the tower located at the start of the Sydney Harbour Bridge with great birds-eye views. I decided I would climb up and take photographs as I wasn't allowed my camera up the bridge the day before. Well! That completed my quick 3 day trip in Sydney...I wish I could spend more time in this amazing city...and country for that matter but I WILL be back..I absolutely loved this place and can't wait to visit again! Now off to Auckland, New Zealand to visit my family! Blog post to come...
A quick trip to New York/New Jersey was just what the doctor ordered after a full on two weeks in South America. Spending time laying on the couch with my boyfriend while we watched high-brow television like the Jersey Shore and Alaskan Bush People (our personal favorite brain damaging shows). Being back in North America after having been in Peru and Argentina over the past few weeks was a strange experience. Each time I return to the U.S after a trip to a foreign country, I notice things I hadn’t noticed while living there for an extended period of time…almost as if I was blind to many of the things that bothered me. Anyway! I was thrown right back in to the American diet…yikes. My meals included something called a Dorito’s burger (can you think of anything more American?), the New Jersey trifecta (bagels, pizza and Chinese), and copious amounts of ice-cream. Safe to say, I need a detox after eating junk and laying down all day. Aside from my laziness, time was well spent with my boyfriend Steve before we said goodbye for 8 weeks. A trip into the city was the highlight of the short week-long trip to the Northeast. I always persuade Steve to take me into the city each time I visit because its one of my favorite cities and every time I visit, I experience it in a different way. This time, we visited Rockefeller Center to see the famous Christmas tree in all its glory. I’d visited plenty of times while the tree was being set-up, but never had the chance to see it completely lit. Afterward, we went for lunch and visited Madame Tussauds, the famous wax museum. The last time I’d been to Mme Tussauds was nearly 10 years ago in London, so it was fun to get the chance to go with Steve to the New York location. We took loads of photos and laughed our way through the maze of wax. By mid afternoon we made our way back to New Jersey to avoid the rush hour. The remainder of the week was spent doing what we do best, relaxing and napping on the couch watching TV and movies. It may not sound super exciting but after my long trip down South, it was just what I needed. Not to mention, laying on the couch is our favorite thing to do together anyway. The week flew by unfortunately, as we said our goodbyes at the airport Sunday afternoon before I started my 24-hour journey to Singapore. Only 8 more weeks until Steve visits! <3 The Sacred Valley Located between Cuzco and Machu Picchu, the ‘Sacred Valley’ of Peru contains many amazing places to visit. Our hotel – Sol y Luna - located in the middle of valley, housed us in individual huts of sorts where we stayed for two nights. We arrived in the afternoon on our first day and walked to the Wayra restaurant for some lunch while we watched a traditional Peruvian horse show. We were told to eat light meals in order for our bodies to adjust to the altitude properly. After lunch, we returned to our rooms for a quick nap, after a long day. Although exhausted from a day of traveling, we made our way to the other (gourmet) restaurant to celebrate Christmas as a family. The dinner was delicious; menu items included guinea pig legs (yes, I know…), alpaca beef, and the classic Peruvian ceviche (yum!) We took some family photos quickly before returning to our room for bed. The following morning, we awoke for a wonderful breakfast, accompanied by Coca tea; made from the Coca leaf, indigenous to Peru, designed to help adjust to altitude and give you energy. (Unfortunately, the Coca leaf is used in many parts of the world to make Cocaine). We left breakfast and met with our guide for the day, Miguel, who would show us around the Sacred Valley for the remainder of the day. We hopped on the van and headed to Ollantaytambo, located on the Urubamba River amidst a traditional Incan village. The van dropped us directly in front of what is known as ‘Mama Pacha’, or ‘Mother Earth’; a ruins built thousands of years ago. We hiked the ruins as our guide told us many stories of the town and its rich history. Notably, the story of the Condor (the largest flying bird in the world) and how it is a ritual for it to eat the remains of buried locals, as they are considered to have everlasting life. Each part of the ruins was incredible; from the way they put the stone together, to the sheer height, to even the aqueducts they had created from the mountain top. Whilst in the village, we visited a local house where the family kindly welcomed us in to visit their home. In a small area lived a young girl with about 30 guinea pigs, 2 cats, a few beds, a small kitchen, and even a stall where she was able to sell Peruvian merchandise. The way the home was organized was quite incredible, with skulls of family members laid out, as well as dead fish, alpaca, llama and deer hanging from the ceiling. Once our active adventure was complete, we drove about 40 minutes away to a wonderful mountain top house where we had lunch. The drive was the most interesting part, taking about 20 minutes to reach the top through a narrow and winding gravel path amongst jungle-like trees. The restaurant was called Huayoccari, owned by one man. We walked through the small museum full of hundreds of artifacts and enjoyed Pisco Sours and fresh lemonade. The view was remarkable, as we sat down for our 3-course meal with our guide. The food was delicious and offered traditional, as well as well-known food. We returned to the van to descend the mountain top after lunch. Our final stop was another small village called Pisaq, where we mainly did some shopping. However, Miguel showed us to this one store where one of the owners showed us the process of how silver is made into jewelry and how to tell the difference between real and fake. We spent some time in the store buying Alpaca made slippers, scarves, socks and sweaters as gifts to take home. We spent about 30 more minutes walking through the stalls, buying occasional bits and bobs to take home, before driving about an hour back to the hotel. Once home, we came back to our rooms to freshen up before dinner once more. After such a large lunch, we opted for lighter options at dinner and returned to our rooms for an early night before a big day tomorrow. Machu Picchu Our journey to Machu Picchu began as we boarded the local train at Ollantaytambo, the local Incan village we visited yesterday. A very civilized process of boarding the train and a great view of the surroundings with large windows surrounding us. The journey took about one and half hours where we traveled past the Incan trail, a large river and plenty of mountainous surroundings. The journey to Machu Picchu can only be done by train or foot (along the Incan trail in 4 days and 3 nights). Upon arrival to the village, we disembarked with our belongings and walked through the market, across the train tracks, and down the hill to our hotel – Sumaq. As we walked into the hotel with our guide Miguel, they welcomed us with ginger tea and amuse bouche as they checked us in. We dropped our bags and walked a few feet back up the road to board the bus up to Machu Picchu. The bus journey took about 20 minutes from the local village and took many sharp turns up a mountain road (if you’ve ever been to France or Switzerland, you’ll know what I’m talking about). We reached the site, had some lunch and began our trek through the ruins. The beginning of the hike took us up and over Machu Picchu, which we took very slowly as we weren’t quite used to the altitude. We rounded a corner, and there before us was one of the most amazing sites I have ever seen. It may sound dramatic, but in my years of traveling this was one of the most incredible things I have ever visited. Clearly one of the Seven Wonders of the World and without fail, an amazing and worthwhile experience. We spent about 3 hours hiking up and down through the ruins and seeing it from multiple different viewpoints while capturing many photographs. The history of the ruins is unbelievable and like other Peruvian ruins, the architecture is brilliant dating back thousands of years ago. Every monument had a meaning; either relating to the sun, the milky way or one of many gods. One important part of Machu Picchu is Wayna Picchu, the large mountain behind the ruins which is available to hike for the brave individuals…we were planning on taking the chance the following day. We returned to our hotel; showered, napped and got ready for dinner. Again, we fell asleep early after a busy day and awoke for breakfast the next morning. We opened the blinds to find a lot of cloud coverage near the mountain. However, my brother was determined to make the hike up Wayna Picchu and took the bus up with my dad. My sister, mum and I decided to take the day off and take a cooking class where we learned how to make traditional Pisco Sours and Ceviche. Afterwards, we wandered through the massive village market and picked up a few souvenirs to take back to friends and family. On our return, we met up with my brother and dad who informed us the the Wayna Picchu hike was closed due to inclement weather and that we were all so lucky to have visited yesterday when the weather was sunny. We had a few hours to kill before our train ride home, so we waited in the hotel lobby until it was time to walk back to the station. At around 5pm, we made our way up the road before boarding the famous Hiram Bingham train, owned by the Belmond Hotel chain. We hopped on board what felt like the Polar Express and were escorted to our seats where we were later served a four course meal whilst listening to Michael Buble Christmas. Our journey back took us all the way from Machu Picchu to Cuzco, totaling about 4 hours. We arrived late at night and were driven to our hotel in the main square. Cuzco We decided to start slightly later this morning as we had arrived late into Cuzco last night and wanted an extra hour of rest before we took another tour. We met with Miguel at 10am and began our half day city tour of Cuzco, his home town. Our first stop was Saqsaywaman (and yes, it does sound like Sexy Woman, we’re all thinking it) another ruin site, similar to others visited in Peru. Each part had a deeper and meaning and was relevant to current day. Beyond that, similarities showed in the architecture and structure of the ruins, proving the ability and intelligence of the human race years ago. We spent about 30 minutes walking around the ruins before jumping in the van quickly down the road to La Vicuñita, a Alpaca wool factory where we were shown the difference between real and fake Alpaca and shopped around for more gifts for friends such as an Alpaca sweater, scarves and blankets. After single handedly helping the Cuzconian economy, we left with our bags onto the next stop. Our next stop was another ruin site called Q’enko, nearby the other ruins. Similar to the other sites, with important meaning behind the infrastructure. After we were done visiting the ruins, we went into the city square to visit two of the many churches in the area – Santo Domingo and Cuzco Cathedral. Each had their own touches that were amazing to walk around and learn about. One of the most interesting features of these locations was the Peruvian take on Catholic stories. The nativity scene had Mary and Joseph in traditional Peruvian dress and the Last Supper painting had a Guinea Pig for them to feast on, as opposed to the traditional paintings we are all used to seeing. After our visits, we said goodbye to our wonderful guide, Miguel and set off for some lunch as Chicha (a great restaurant in the city center) before returning back to our hotel Arwana for a nap before dinner. We ate early and came back from a game of (what we thought was a traditional Peruvian game) Perudo. We went to bed early before our flight the following day back to Lima. Lima
The final leg of our trip ended in Lima, Peru; where it all started. We landed in the afternoon and spent the day relaxing before heading out to a dinner hot spot called “Astrid & Gaston”. Dinner was amazing and delicious…highly recommend! We went home before our day of touring the next day. At 9am we met with our guide before going on our half day tour around Lima. We began at a famous Catholic church (where we weren’t allowed to take photographs) and visited famous catacombs where we walked through hundreds and thousands of dead skulls and bones (creepy, I know). Right after, we walked to the main square of Lima surrounded by beautiful government buildings and greenery. Afterwards, we visited another famous church in the area which allowed us to take photographs. The interior was similar to the first and showed a lot of similarities; including beautiful architecture, paintings and gardens. Our final stop on the day tour was the architectural museum of Lima – Museo Rafael Larco Herrera that offered many pieces of famous architecture and craftwork from many centuries ago. Attached to the museum was an Erotic Museum that featured hundreds of carved pots with a variety of sexual imagery…not for the faint of heart lol. By the time we had finished our tour, we returned to the hotel, relaxed for a few hours and walked to dinner at Amaz, 5 blocks away for a lovely New Years Eve dinner. Our trip home was later that evening and we ended up spending New Years at midnight in the airport lounge with our champagne and beer. Without a doubt, one of the best trips and experiences I have ever had. Although not so much a relaxing holiday, worth the trip and highly recommend it to anyone looking for a rewarding travel experience, thank you Dad! Although short lived, the journey to Iguazu Falls was one for the books. A special experience that must be planned well in advance, but well worth the journey if you have the time. Iguazu Falls, located in three South American countries – Argentina, Brazil and Paraguay is the 4th largest falls in the world. One of the seven natural wonders of the world, the falls (located within a national park) is a day well spent.
Early Friday morning, we woke from our hotel in Buenos Aires and took a quick 1h30 plane to Iguazu Airport on the Argentinian side. Upon landing in the small airport consisting of two gates, we met with our guide who briefly introduced himself and informed us that we would be heading directly to the national park before heading to the hotel later in the evening. With little time to spare, we changed into swimsuits (knowing we would get wet) and walking shoes as there was hiking to be done. With a quick 20-minute journey from the airport, we were dropped at the national park with our guide. We began our tour through the falls by visiting the Devil’s Throat where we walked 30-minutes across a bridge to the peak of the falls, looking down into what was the bottom of the waterfall, but really just a mass of mist. We continued to walk through the park, yet every angle we saw the falls from was just as good as the last. Our final “excursion” took us through the jungle of the national park where we saw few wildlife creatures, but mostly enjoyed the opportunity to sit down and enjoy the shade after hours of walking. Once we had completed the 15 minute “safari” journey, we were escorted down a set of stairs to a boat dock where we would board our boat into the falls. We were equipped with life jackets (thankfully), and boarded the boat in our – soon to be soaked – gear. Within minutes, we were a full boat and jetting off towards the falls at full speed. Against the current, we journeyed through a white water canal of sorts (not my cup of tea) and reached the beautiful sight of the falls from the bottom. We took a leisurely journey just towards the bottom of the Devils Throat where we took a moment to admire the view before us, before being carried back by the current. Then it was show time, the driver throttled us all towards the second section of the falls where we whisked underneath the wrath of the water and were soaked within seconds. And of course, once we recovered from the first one, they insisted on “uno mas”…Afterwards, he took us back to what we thought was the calmer section where we expected to get a nice drying off…NOPE! Instead, he pulled us right up next to the falls, in the middle of the mist, where we got completely soaked head to toe. We had finally completed the treacherous (yet, completely worth it) boat journey and were on to dry land – to dry off. We spent 10-minutes returning to our bus to take us to our hotel for the night Although we were already between (just about) three countries whilst in the falls, we had to exit the national park and re-enter Brazil at its designated entry border. The bus journey took about 30-minutes and we passed through both the Argentinian and Brazilian border with no issue – except for a change in currency, time, and culture. We arrived at our Brazilian hotel with the most amazing view of the falls, from the opposite side of what we had witnessed this afternoon. The next morning, we awoke before usual park hours and took it upon ourselves to walk the Brazilian side of the Iguazu falls trail. The walk was fresh and gorgeous from this side and we had the chance to take some great photographs. Each view was different; one with almost a 180-degree viewpoint and another that took you right to the middle of the falls where we got soaked – again. We completed the walk by going up the road back toward the hotel and sat down for a lovely buffet breakfast before spending the remainder of our day relaxing by the hotel pool. A city of nearly 3 million, Buenos Aires lies among, what seems to be vast and dry surrounding land. However, in fact, contains 49 neighborhoods within its city. Among these neighborhoods, we opted to reside in the district of Palermo; equivalent to the SoHo of London or New York City with trendy shops and boutique hotels and restaurants. Palermo, the largest neighborhood of Buenos Aires (taking up about 17% of land) was once the richest area in B.A. With about 50 mansions and only 2 bars, the upper-class preferred a quieter area to live. About 15 years ago, a major crisis hit not only the city of Buenos Aires, but Argentina and many countries surrounding it. Economic, social, institutional, educational; you name it, they experienced it. With this drastic downfall, came an expected change where many, once wealthy, families and individuals were suddenly far poorer and forced to sell their mansions in order to escape the recession. Palermo, although still a wealthy area, became more of a retail and dining destination for the Argentinian population. Our hotel, Nuss, a small boutique hotel located on El Salvador was the perfect location for someone wanting to experience something different, yet luxurious. Surrounded by restaurants and clothing stores, we were only a walk away from museums and parks in the area. What to do during the day In such a large city such as Buenos Aires there is plenty to do and explore. The 49 neighborhoods call for plenty of opportunity to learn and discover the city of B.A. We began our day (in B.A.) at about 10am, where we took a tour of the famous Cementerio de la Recoleta, one of the worlds most well-known cemeteries next to Milan and Paris. This cemetery buried the likes of Eva Peron (Evita) and many past Argentinian presidents, among others. We spent between 30 to 40 minutes exploring the intricate designs of each of the tombs; some well-kept and others, not so much. Unlike other cemeteries visited in the past, Recoleta’s tombs carried most caskets above ground, on show for onlookers. The act of underground burial was considered disrespectful to many, and so the bodies were left above ground by families. Our next stop, Plaza de Mayo, was the equivalent of the city center containing beautiful architecture of all sorts. We took a brief moment to stop into the Catedral Metropolitana, an original Catholic church, however now accepts all religions by offering a tribute to each along the walls of the church. Although still available as a prayer location, the church is considered more of a museum for Buenos Aires. The remainder of the square contained government buildings, all different but just as beautiful as the next. A different take on Argentina was a small neighborhood known as Boca build on a railroad. Years ago, considered the “ghetto” of B.A. due to its poorer population. However, a very tight knit community due to their commonality, Boca is now a touristy artistic part of the city, where you can purchase art and various Argentinian trinkets. Although interesting and different, if you are looking to avoid “tourist traps”, I recommend staying away from walking through this area, and instead perhaps just driving through to see the architecture. The final experience on the guided tour was a brief look at the newest part of Buenos Aires, known as the Puerto Madero. Built on the oldest port in the B.A., Puerto Madero is now the newest neighborhood with many high rise apartments and business buildings. Due to its recently built infrastructure, it is now the most expensive neighborhood in B.A. per square kilometer. It is worth driving by this part of Argentina, if only to notice the difference in each neighborhood of the city and how each part has its own history based on various changes in time. One of the most influential women in Argentinian history, Eva Peron married to Juan Peron (president of Argentina at the time) was a lady ahead of her time. During the 1930s and 40s, Evita lead the fight for equal women’s rights and aided in helping orphaned children, with the help from her husband. Throughout her short life, Eva influenced thousands of Argentinian people, but unfortunately died at the age of 33 from ovarian cancer. A memorial, dedicated to her life, is located in Palermo. We spent about 2 hours, walking around what seemed to once be a house, now a museum dedicated to Eva Peron and her life in Buenos Aires. Although mostly in Spanish, the story is told through various video footage as well as pieces of Eva’s life such as articles of clothing, perfumes, certificates and diaries. Buenos Aires captures a beautiful, European like city, in a South American country. Although full of rich history, the city itself is a wonderful place to simply walk around and explore the beautiful parks and greenery surrounding the beautiful architected buildings.
What to do at night With the plenty of restaurants along any road in Buenos Aires, you are sure to find somewhere that will offer a perfectly cooked steak and a nice glass of Malbec. If you find yourself staying Palermo, or are simply seeking a recommendation for a classic Argentinian meal, Don Julio is the place to go. We went for dinner around 8pm (early for most Argentinians, who to opt to eat at 9:30) and the place was already busy. The restaurant was lined wall to wall in wine bottles, signed by individuals who had visited the restaurant, as well as an amazing grill covered a pieces of steak. We had a beautiful table, located on the balcony looking over the first floor of the restaurant. We ordered a nice bottle of Malbec and steak, in true Argentinian fashion. Although delicious, we recommend asking the size of each steak before ordering, as our food came and each of us had a plate of about 15oz of meat... The meal was delicious and we walked back to our hotel by 10pm. Famous to Argentina, the Tango is a historic dance traditionally carried out by two men years ago. Since then, its history has taken a turn and is now performed by both a man and a woman. The woman is the star of the show and is lead by the man throughout the duration of the dance. Another important part of Argentina’s history that is worth seeing. One night we decided to attend a Tango Dinner Show, where guests are seated restaurant style over looking a stage where Tango dancers perform for the audience. The experience is unique to Argentina and worth while if you have the time. Although not necessary to enjoy dinner while you watch, the experience is the chance of a lifetime. |
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