When I was about eighteen, and living in the South Island, for some reason I’d hitch hiked to Takaka, at the top of the South Island.
It my first time there. People told me that there’s a bridge just outside of town, that was a good camp spot.
But the thing is, turns out there’s a bridge on either end of town. I hadn’t gone through the other end of town, so I didn’t know about that one, so I assumed it was the one that I’d gone over when I first came in.
So I go back to that tent, and there’s a paddock. The weather’s fine and it’s summer, so I just sleep out under the stars.
That night I had a dream that a cow bit me.
I wake up in the morning, and open my eyes, and there’s all these cows standing around me staring at me.
I’d slept in a cow paddock.
It looked a bit like this: