The excitement of actually being in-country when starting out a Fulbright project, or any international project for that matter, can lead to mis-adventure in the first few days. This is especially true when dealing with a time difference of more than 4 hours for me. Having spent almost fifty years travelling professionally for work, I learned to accept my responsibility for mishaps and distracted concentration over my first few days. Addressing jet lag for me is about realizing that what my brain thinks I should be doing is not aligning with what my body might be telling me should be happening.
Now that I have more control over my scheduling for international projects, I make an effort to keep meetings and teaching/coaching obligations as light as possible for the first few days I am in-country. As a dancer, the companies I worked for dictated how much time performers might have to acclimate to a new time-zone and environment. But as an independent agent, I have only myself to blame when it comes to my schedule of work obligations. Still, knowing that I have a meeting for just one or two hours my first day, does help me let my body know there is a structure to what my days will become.
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| Insects are pollinating spring flowers all around Auckland right now. |
With a 17 hour time difference between New Zealand and the east coast of the US, I want to be forgiving of myself these first few days, and having unstructured time to myself has been a huge blessing. It takes more time for me to acclimate the older I get, and listening to my body helps to focus my cognition. My body has no sense of what time of the day it is, irrespective of the sun being out, and the days being warm while the nights are considerably cooler. So I go for walks in the neighborhood, attempting to get my geographic bearings, allowing myself to get lost, when I forget to look behind me so I know where I came from when I attempt to return to my residence. Yesterday, I totally missed a walking pathway that would have saved me a quarter mile backtrack along the road where I am staying.
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| The walking pathway I missed completely yesterday, after looking for it repeatedly. |
I did schedule to meet with my host institution, Black Grace Dance Company and many of the dancers and staff with whom I will be working throughout my time in New Zealand. Thankfully, I was graciously met by one of the production managers at the airport where I arrived at 6:00 AM NZ time, following an 18-hour non-stop flight from NYC. Then I had the whole day to settle in to my accomodations and manage business in small increments as concentration allowed. I was picked up at 4:30 PM to head over to Black Grace's offices and rehearsal space, to meet with everyone.
And I have to say, it is such an amazing feeling to be welcomed in person to begin this phase of a project that has been in the works for many years! The timing for bringing everything together, was serendipitous in being able to take advantage of my active Fulbright Specialist status, which is set to expire in January 2026.
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| While Auckland feels very much like a city in which to have a car, I love what I get to discover as I walk around the neighbourhood where I am staying. |
Yet, I can tell that it will be a few days before I will be feeling entirely comfortable both physically and mentally. So taking advantage of unstructured time each day is my way of acknowledging what feels out-of-synch. The structured time of meetings, interviews, social gatherings, and very soon, teaching and coaching, will be draining at first, but I know to give myself time alone each day for at least a week, with the sole agenda of self-care.
Every country has its own special qualities, and in some countries, regions can feel radically different from each other. It is often hard to put into words what these difference might be, maybe it's the humidity, the change of seasons, the architecture and materials used in the buildings and roads, the interactions with people on the street, so many things. For me one distinguishing factor is always the vegetation. Here in New Zealand there are many endemic species of plants and animals, but I think it is the mix of both the familiar and the exotic that makes walking around feel subtly different than anywhere else in the world.
Today, on my walk, there was a period of bright clear sunshine and I wondered through a small park with a huge oak tree shading a grassy corner. I took this picture looking up through the leaves and had a vivid memory of visiting Hobbiton in 2013, where I wandered around the location set that had been built for filming the Hobbit trilogy and The Lord of the Rings movies.
As it turns out, the oak tree that sits atop Bag End, Bilbo's home, in Hobbiton, is completely artificial, and each leaf on the tree had to be manufactured and attached. The story I was told was that a live oak had been planted in place for The Lord of the Rings scenes in Hobbiton, but it died by the time the Hobbit trilogy was scheduled to be filmed, and so the artificial tree was built. It was also scaled down from the original tree because the Hobbit movies take place sixty years earlier than the first trilogy.
A living oak tree in Auckland that struck a memory. 
The oak tree atop Bag End in Hobbiton.
Well, that's my first couple of days musings here in New Zealand. There's much more to come...
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