A few years ago when I had only been living in New Zealand for a few weeks I took a trip up to Napier. On my way back I was passing through Dannevirke a noticed a couple guys riding horses through town on the side of the road with beers in their hands and following behind them was a presumably very inebriated guy with a box of beer in each hand sitting astride an entirely too small pony trotting furiously to keep up.
And I thought to myself....where the hell have I moved to
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