I am most decidedly not a trendsetter, or an early adopter, or a hipster, or whatever you want to call it. While I love fashion and design, I'm never going to be the first to wear anything new, especially if it's even a little outrageous when compared to what came before it. It took me months to give up my bootcut jeans for skinny (so unflattering on the hips!) and now that we're slowly swinging back the other way I predict it will take me just as long to ditch the skinnies for even a little flare (I mean, way to visually shorten your legs!) For once, though, I am proud to say I am ahead of the curve. What spot cropped up in the New York Times list of the 46 places to go in 2013? Waiheke Island (among 45 others). And where did I happen to be less than a week ago? Why, Waiheke, of course!
The Times article makes note of the art scene on Waiheke, and I definitely indulged in that, if winemaking can be considered art. It doesn't, surprisingly, mention the amazing, incredible, intense, uncontrollably beautiful scenery, but maybe the journalist figured everybody was sick of that being the first point mentioned whenever anybody, anywhere, at any time, talked about New Zealand. Fair enough, but I do think that it's important to note that the natural beauty on Waiheke is amazing. Also, incredible, intense, and uncontrollable. More than once I threw my arms out wide, turned to my friends, and said, "Look at it! Just look at it! How can anyone possibly think there is anything more important than this?! How can anyone bear not knowing about this?" while waving my arms around madly.
By the end of the day, I had changed my tune. Soberly, as the ferry made its way back towards the city, I told H1 that it was better not everybody knew about Waiheke, that they would only spoil it. But I guess the secret's out now - so cheers, New York Times. Just remember, I was there before it was cool.