And two things I WON"T miss about New Zealand

Snot rockets.  If you don't know what they are, let me be the unfortunate soul to explain.  Snot rockets are what people who neglect to carry tissues (or Kleenex, as we would say back home) resort to to clear their nasal passages.  They block one nostril with a finger, and exhale forcefully to ejaculate a mucusy globule of nastiness into theit surroundings.  Charming.  I don't know if it's a NZ-wide phenomenon, but it's de rigeur here in Wanaka.  Gross.

The ridiculous set up of many, if not most sinks.  Observe:

What the hell is that?  I mean, really?  You have one tap that produes an icy stream, and the other that gives you a scalding one.  And they're located on opposite ends of the bloody sink, so if you want to wash your hands or face, you have to either freeze or burn, or do this frantic back and forth motion in an attempt to get warm water.  It's maddening.  And nonesensical.  And bizarre.  Gah!