<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:36:56.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy in Fantasyland</title><subtitle type='html'>This is all about the 'interesting' things that I've encountered here in New Zealand. If you speak tagalog or grew up in the Philippines, you might find some of it amusing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-2184933065837461920</id><published>2007-04-03T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:30:27.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibration Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RhL_jTUA4xI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y_jvYmvciTk/s1600-h/DSCF0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RhL_jTUA4xI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y_jvYmvciTk/s400/DSCF0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049379114180469522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really sure what Vibration Training is but it sounds kinda kinky....  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-2184933065837461920?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/2184933065837461920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=2184933065837461920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/2184933065837461920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/2184933065837461920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/04/vibration-training.html' title='Vibration Training'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RhL_jTUA4xI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y_jvYmvciTk/s72-c/DSCF0678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-3519867633029474902</id><published>2007-04-02T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T05:57:25.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RhD8qDUA4uI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3tIk5K_qI8/s1600-h/jacksonst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RhD8qDUA4uI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3tIk5K_qI8/s400/jacksonst.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048812981656281826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mexican food in Wellington is not really popular and I only know of 3 restaurants that serve Mexican Food. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mexican Cafe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Newtown)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flying Burrito Brothers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Cuba St)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the Cactus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Petone)&lt;/span&gt;.  The only one open for lunch is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mexican Cafe&lt;/span&gt; while the rest only opens for dinner. This photo was taken near &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the Cactus&lt;/span&gt; in Petone. We braved the rain to satisfy our mexican food craving.  This street sign looked cool and I wondered if this street was named after Peter Jackson, the director of LOTR &amp;amp; King Kong. I know some streets were named after him but probably not this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-3519867633029474902?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/3519867633029474902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=3519867633029474902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/3519867633029474902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/3519867633029474902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/04/jackson-street.html' title='Jackson Street'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RhD8qDUA4uI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3tIk5K_qI8/s72-c/jacksonst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-768943136508658344</id><published>2007-03-22T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T06:02:55.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixteen</title><content type='html'>I went to the grocery for some food yesterday because I wasn't able to eat lunch due to a meeting. I just brought a $10 note with me and left my wallet in the car thinking that would be enough. So I went in,  grabbed a sandwich, a coke and a pack of lollies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(candies)&lt;/span&gt; and headed straight for the checkout &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(cashier)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"That would be sixteen please" said the lady at the checkout. I was surprised and thought she must have made a mistake so I said, can you run that again please because that couldn't be sixteen. I was trying to do some mental calculations - $1.10 for the coke, $2.50 for the sandwich and $2.50 for the pack of lollies. That can't be over ten dollars, let alone sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;She ran the items again and said, yes it's sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;I was tired, dizzy from hunger and my patience was running thin. I said that's impossible. She looked at me as though I was a dumb asian refugee (yes, I'm asian!) who cannot understand english. Whenever I get that look, I just snap. I got furious and demanded to see the manager. Turned out she was just at the other counter and overheard me. She was polynesian and had this '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gumamela&lt;/span&gt;' like flower on her ear. I always wondered what that was for and it sort of calmed me and I tried to explain the problem.&lt;br /&gt;She then scanned the items one by one, showing me the corresponding amount at the till &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(cash register)&lt;/span&gt;. After the last item was scanned, she said "and the total amount is sixteen". Looking at the till, I suddenly realized how stupid I had been, not remembering where I was and had totally forgotten the kiwi accent. They were right all along (and so was I technically) because the total amount was $6.10, or as they say it in the New Zealand accent - six teen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-768943136508658344?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/768943136508658344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=768943136508658344' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/768943136508658344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/768943136508658344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/03/sixteen.html' title='Sixteen'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-2555175147524225701</id><published>2007-03-12T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T05:01:56.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to Have Eclat for Dinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RfVBD7Cj9bI/AAAAAAAAABk/EVQxUgkNpm0/s1600-h/eclat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RfVBD7Cj9bI/AAAAAAAAABk/EVQxUgkNpm0/s400/eclat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041006893554988466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company I work for often use this caterer for our overtime dinner. Sometimes the food is just so.... exotic, it's over the top. Eclat! I'm not really sure now what 'eclat' means in filipino slang but I think it describes the food that this caterer serves accurately.  Sometimes I wished they would just cook something 'normal' and 'edible'  like fried chicken and mashed potatoes/rice instead of some fancy dish that I couldn't pronounce nor figure out.&lt;br /&gt;And what's with the 'head' for a logo anyway? Do they double up as hairdressers? Or do they cook  human heads as part of their menu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-2555175147524225701?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/2555175147524225701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=2555175147524225701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/2555175147524225701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/2555175147524225701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/03/want-to-have-eclat-for-dinner.html' title='Want to Have Eclat for Dinner?'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RfVBD7Cj9bI/AAAAAAAAABk/EVQxUgkNpm0/s72-c/eclat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-1148022004887401219</id><published>2007-02-21T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T03:08:12.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overtake, Undertake</title><content type='html'>When you pass a vehicle on the outer lane, it's called 'overtake'. But when you pass it on the inner lane, do you then 'undertake'?  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Motorists drive on the left side of the road in New Zealand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken from a truck that I was following in Petone, Wellington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/Rdwn7MjMsMI/AAAAAAAAABI/V2beT5Ab2yg/s1600-h/undertake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/Rdwn7MjMsMI/AAAAAAAAABI/V2beT5Ab2yg/s400/undertake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033942381427994818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-1148022004887401219?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/1148022004887401219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=1148022004887401219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/1148022004887401219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/1148022004887401219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/02/overtake-undertake.html' title='Overtake, Undertake'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/Rdwn7MjMsMI/AAAAAAAAABI/V2beT5Ab2yg/s72-c/undertake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-4731569631234511144</id><published>2007-02-20T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:03:32.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puke Hunt</title><content type='html'>Let's have a little game. Below is a map of an area somewhere in the middle of the North Island. See how many places you can find that starts with 'Puke'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvuIMjMsLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bvPomjbNJvg/s1600-h/pukemap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvuIMjMsLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bvPomjbNJvg/s400/pukemap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033878833091883186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to enlarge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-4731569631234511144?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/4731569631234511144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=4731569631234511144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/4731569631234511144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/4731569631234511144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/02/puke-hunt.html' title='Puke Hunt'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvuIMjMsLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bvPomjbNJvg/s72-c/pukemap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-246957884669957862</id><published>2007-02-20T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:15:57.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puke Ko in a Ponga Tree</title><content type='html'>In New Zealand, Puke ko is a bird. Not the male organ but the little animal that flies. But in this case, this is a flightless bird. It's pronounced as poo-ke ko and actually spelled as pukeko but I have a little problem with the space bar in my keyboard  ;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas, I heard my son sing 'On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... a PUKE KO in a PONGA TREE!!'  I almost slapped him in the face. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Nawalang galang na itong bata na ito! '&lt;/span&gt;   (This boy has lost his manners!).  As it turned out, it's a Kiwi version of the song we all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a video of his whole class singing it IN CHURCH but Tricia doesn't want me to post it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvtRsjMsKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nYTbTt12i4A/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvtRsjMsKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nYTbTt12i4A/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033877896789012642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-246957884669957862?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/246957884669957862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=246957884669957862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/246957884669957862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/246957884669957862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/02/puke-ko-in-ponga-tree.html' title='Puke Ko in a Ponga Tree'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvtRsjMsKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nYTbTt12i4A/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9110614984294906552.post-4808915846675301065</id><published>2007-02-20T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T02:32:18.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Speak Kiwi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvlV8jMsHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ByDrX4tftjQ/s1600-h/HowtoSpeakKiwi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvlV8jMsHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ByDrX4tftjQ/s320/HowtoSpeakKiwi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033869173710434418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before anything else, I thought that I should first familiarize you with how Kiwis (people from New Zealand) speak english. I've attached a 'pronounciation guide' so you'll see what I mean.  Just click on the image to enlarge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is up-side-down in New Zealand.  Aside from driving on the 'other side' of the road, their accent is different from what I'm used to. The sound of the letter 'e' becomes an 'i'. And the 'i' sounds like an 'e'. For instance, when they say 'yes' or 'pregnant', it sounds like 'yis' and 'prignant'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fish' becomes 'fesh' and so on.  So if you want to buy beer, you go to a store that's similar to a 'Sivin Ilivin' and get a 'sex pack'. Our favorite would be this Real Estate TV show where the host would say something like " ...this house has 3 bidrooms, 2 bathrooms and a BIG DICK (big deck)...  And this commercial for a furniture store '...we've got the beast beads (best beds) in Wellington..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter Z (zee) is called 'zed ' here, I think the same as in Australia. When I was working as a Graphic Designer a few years ago, I had a client seated beside me who kept telling me 'no, no... just type zed'. So I kept on typing z, e, d. And he kept insisting that I not type the 'e' and 'd' and instead just type zed. Which I did - z, e, d, zed!  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Fact:&lt;br /&gt;* In ilonggo, kiwi` means crooked (or  baluktot in tagalog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9110614984294906552-4808915846675301065?l=kiwi-pino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/feeds/4808915846675301065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9110614984294906552&amp;postID=4808915846675301065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/4808915846675301065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9110614984294906552/posts/default/4808915846675301065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiwi-pino.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-to-speak-kiwi.html' title='How to Speak Kiwi'/><author><name>3d Slave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14016844143820663387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Eba2h4tsl0/RdvlV8jMsHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ByDrX4tftjQ/s72-c/HowtoSpeakKiwi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
