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New Zealand - Christmas And New Years In The Sun Plus Some Serious Volcanic Activity

Sunday 21st December

As planned we left Auckland in “Birdie” the Nissan Bluebird from 1992, that Sam was so generous to lend us, for the 5 following weeks. We also borrowed a pillow, a sleeping bag and a quilt from them. All we had to buy by ourselves was a tent, an extra sleeping bag and two self-inflating air mattresses. We got those things sorted out during the day, both in Auckland and in Matamata,which was our first real planned stop on the trip. 
A short drive out of Matamata is the area ‘The Shire’, home of the Hobbiton Movie Set. It’s where parts of Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit trilogies were filmed. The location with sheep and cattle farms is spectacular. Peter Jackson the movie director discovered the area in 1998, when searching for suitable film sites. The construction began in 1999, and involved heavy earthmoving machinery that built the 1,5km road into the site. Thirty-nine Hobbit holes were created with timber, ply and cardboard. The mill and bridge was built of scaffolding and ply. The oak tree overlooking Bag End was transported in from near Matamata and artificial leaves were brought in from Taiwan and individually wired onto the tree. Our guide told us, that just the tree process took several weeks. 
They did the same with some plum and apple trees, and Peter Jackson made a local girl sit under the tree eating plums for three whole hours while filming. In the movie you only see this girl in the background for 2 seconds – if you watch the extended edition. Imagine how much time they have used on each scene to get it perfectly correct. 
Our guide, a young fellow in his early twenties grew up with having friends who participated in the movies as the small kids running on the pathways, and some also got casted as hobbits. 
When they rebuilt the area in 2009, the constructions were built out of permanent materials including an artificial tree made out of steel and silicon. The reconstruction took two years, and today the set is maintained to keep the magic of The Shire alive. It’s now a permanent attraction and a huge tourist draw. A 3 hours trip is $75 (345kr), and there’s no other way to see it than pay those money. 
Our guide revealed the secret of how they made the Hobbits looks so small compared to for example Gandalf.  We were really impressed by the stories, the spectacular landscape and all the small Hobbit holes. It made us want to watch the movies. We only watched two of the Hobbit movies so far, but we are definitely keen to watch the rest of the movies after seeing the film set.
In the afternoon when we were done with the ‘sightseeing’, we drove further south, passed the beautiful Lake Taupo and stopped in Turangi. There isn’t much to do in the town, but it makes a perfect stop-over for people like us, who planned to do the Tongariro Alpine Crossing. We checked in at the cheapest hostel in town – a special place with a lot of graffiti on the walls, there wasn’t a single white spot left over, there were worn out shoes hanging as decorations, the buildings were very old and used. It was easy to tell that the owner didn’t put a lot of effort into maintaining it. He was cool enough to give us a private room for the same amount of money as a dorm though, but the bedding was dirty and the room smelled as if something had gone mouldy– but it was cheap! 
For once I let Erik cook dinner and it actually turned out great, so maybe I should loosen up a bit and give him a longer leash in the kitchen.
















Hobbiton Movie



Monday 22nd December


We rose early to make our lunch and get ready for the long trekking day ahead of us. The Tongariro Alpine Crossing (19,4km) is said to be New Zealand’s best one day trekking tour and it’s FREE. 
We started at the opposite carpark than most of the other trekkers – it said to be a harder trek due to the 11km uphill, but by starting there we had the pathways to ourselves most of the morning. 
Erik hasn’t done any exercise for 7-8 months, so he’s in a bad shape. I have banned him to exercise; since he loses weight so easily. I have jogged frequently, but wouldn’t consider myself being fit at all. Taking these facts into consideration I think we reached the top faster than most people. I started to feel my broken pinky toe, so I compensated in the rest of my body. 
The landscape was the most dramatic we have ever seen. We passed active volcanic terrain, saw steam vents and lava flow. It became more and more spectacular the further we got to the top. It was simply breathtaking to see the three emerald coloured crater lakes. It’s a view that you can only dream about. We enjoyed lunch in the most picturesque surroundings you can imagine. After getting some fuel on the engines we continued our journey to the top, 1886m. From here we got the view over the red crater. I just can’t describe how dramatic it looked. It’s something that you need to experience before you actually understand it. 
Our descend was a piece of cake (pis og kage), we both felt full of energy, which is why we started to run downhill. We both felt pain in our knees, but it was the same pain whether we ran or walked. And at some stage we both got stubborn and ignored the pain. So we ended up running the last 5-6km down to the carpark in the other end of the track. Then we were out of energy! 
The normal time to finish the tramp is between 7-8 hours, we did it in 6 hours, from the hard beginning point, and with a 1 hour break. We were proud of what we had accomplished during the day and just needed to get back to our car on the other side again, before the mission was completed. There were shuttle busses driving between the two carparks, $30 each way. Since there was so many on this southern carpark we figured that it was easy to get a lift to the other carpark where our car was, and it was located towards Turangi as well, so it shouldn’t be a problem. 
A friendly French guy gave us a ride. He was training to do an ultra-marathon in Hong Kong in January. So his warm up was to do this crossing back and forth, plus he made it to the summit of the tallest volcano in the area. He was insane. He dropped us of at a crossing where he was going straight and we were going right. We then walked while we waited for a new ride that could bring us back to our car. An Australian ski bum picked us up, he had hitch hiked back to the other carpark, picked up his car and was now on his way to pick his friend up at ‘our’ carpark. 
Back in our car we were a bit indecisive of what to do and where to go. We knew we wouldn’t get much out of the rest of the day. I was already asleep shortly after Erik started the car, he drove towards the clear blue Lake Taupo, but very quickly also got over manned by fatigue, so we had a break near the lake in the shadow of a tree. I fell in a deep sleep, unfortunate for Erik he couldn’t sleep. He was too tired to sleep, he said!! Anyway we were both clear in our heads after the rest and decided to drive up to Taupo town. 
Taupo town is pleasant, busy and friendly. Its biggest attraction is the expanse of Lake Taupo where there is countless activities to enjoy. Fishing for trouts being the principal attraction, but there is also more adrenaline-pumping activity such as bungy jumping, skydiving, parasailing etc. The town is pumping at this time of the year, as the summer holidays for all Kiwi’s has just started. 
We visited the thermal spa park, with a hot spring pool. It was crowded as well, with German tourists and a lot of them. They must have shut down Germany during Christmas! The warm water was good medicine for our sore muscles and even though we had to squeeze in between our neighbor country we still enjoyed it. Waikato River’s cold water stream was running next to the hot pool, and we finished off with a cold shower in the clean water. 
Later we phoned a few campgrounds and realized how unreasonable pricy they were, the cheapest was $22 (101kr) per nose per night, for sleeping in our own little tent!! It was ridiculous – we could get a dorm bed in a hostel cheaper than that! 
A lady on one of the campgrounds told us where we could camp for free. We were relieved and we now appreciated that we had taken the ‘shower’ in the cold river, cause there was no showers on the free campground. We were surprised to see how well located it was. Waikato River was running right next to it and there were plenty of people out there. It’s a really cool spot for budget travelers. We pitched our tent and arranged ourselves in the best possible way. We then consumed cold wraps with tuna and salad before we went to bed. We were both knackered after a long and exhausting day so we passed out quickly.

We started from Ketetahi and ended in Mangatepopo


Steaming volcanoes 
Valuable view
The blue lake

Frodo overlooking the terrain
Best lunch view ever


Crater lakes, notice all the white steam coming up
This was original taken as a raw picture, we tried to convert it, but we don't have the right program and that explains the red line on the right and the writing in the corner
The red crater and the same story as above

Panoramic views

..Fordi vi kan..


At Taupo free Thermal Park
Hairwash

Tongariro Crossing
Tuesday 23rd December

It seemed like a brilliant idea to run down the volcano yesterday, but after our first night in the tent our legs were sorer than ever. We both had a great sleep, but getting up wasn’t enjoyable. We were in pain, and could barely walk. Maybe it hadn’t been the smartest idea to sleep in our tent after such a long trek. I walked like a retard down to the river to clean our dishes from the day before. 
I really enjoyed the fact that everyone uses the river for showering, shaving, doing dishes, etc. That’s what we consider REAL camping!  
After a short conversation via Skype with Erik’s mom & Jan, we locked the tent and left into town to get our breakfast, cereals and milk. We were out of energy and Erik was really struggling with his hay fever. He hasn’t sensed it during most out our travels, but the climate here is so similar to the Danish climate, and since it's summer here now, there is a lot of pollen in the air. So the poor thing sneezed countless times during the whole day, he just couldn’t get a break. We rested our bodies on the beach for a few hours, and swam in the cold, but extremely clean and clear lake. 
Our visit to the library was mainly based on sending friends and family Christmas greetings. We visited McDonalds (Maccas) as it is listed to be the most unique McDonalds in the world. We haven’t quite figured out exactly why, but maybe it’s due to the aircraft in the back of the “restaurant”. Back on the campground, I gave Erik his Christmas present, a haircut near the river. Meanwhile we enjoyed the last bit of sun and a cold drink, before we took our evening shower in the refreshing river. We celebrated “small Christmas night”, sitting on our Danish flag, drinking red wine and watching videos from our previous adventures.

New Zealand's cheapest haircut

Wednesday 24th December

Christmas day and never have we felt the Christmas spirit being so little. Our plan was to drive to Levin, where Sam’s family lives and as mentioned before, Lisa and Sam had invited us to celebrate Christmas with them. Erik drove the whole way from Taupo, meanwhile I got some blog and sleeping sorted out. 
We arrived at Sam’s mom’s house in Levin in the early afternoon. Sam has got a big family, his parents are divorced, and his mom, Vivian has adopted five children, she also has a teenage son with her “new” husband, Simon, and then there is Sam and his biological Brother, Tom. Her husband has a big family as well, so it’s only going to get more confusing from now on. Anyhow, we arrived at this lovely house, the sun was shining and the beers were cold. The family was great and really easy-going. They made us feel comfortable right from the beginning. We spend the afternoon on their porch and later Lisa arranged a trip to the river where we had a swim, more beers and a good time. Here they celebrate Christmas on the morning of the 25th, they do barbeques and drinks, but honestly Christmas isn’t big here at all. We were lucky to celebrate it two days though, first day would be with Sam’s dad and his family and second day with his mom and that part of the family. We (us, Lisa, Sam, Tom and his boyfriend Adam) were supposed to be at Sam’s dad Nigel’s house at 4pm, we were running late after visiting the river, but Kiwi’s are really relaxed and there’s never an excuse for rushing through your life – just take it easy and enjoy every moment. We just followed the laid-back life style. 
It was funny to leave Vivian’s house and stepping into Nigel’s, as it was two completely different worlds. It was like coming from a house on Christiania in Copenhagen and stepping into a house in Hellerup. The difference was huge, but both houses were great in their own way. When we arrived everybody put their presents underneath the Christmas tree in the corner of the well decorated lounge room – and that’s the only thing that reminded us a little about Christmas. Nothing else during this wonderful day was like a danish Christmas, except for the 3-4 christmas songs playing in the loudspeakers. 
We all sat in the garden all day and night. We were nine all together, with Nigel’s wife Sue and her son. Nigel made us a delicious barbeque buffet and it was basically “just” a barbeque night. Their friends came over for drinks and we had a great time. We were actually relieved that it was so relaxed. I imagine it being awkward if we would have strangers visiting during x-mas at home, mostly because our traditions are so strong and we are definitely not open-hearted people at home. We are aiming to change that though – cause in the end, that is what Christmas is all about!  
A few hours after midnight I think we all had enough to drink. We were provided with a huge air mattress in the living room, and then we all went to bed.


Lisa and I enjoying a cold beer after a cold swim 
A beautiful Christmas day
Love the open fire place
Presenting Lisa
Delicious X-mas dinner

Christmas in the sun


Thursday 25th December


Woke up by my alarm scaring the shit out of me, after realizing where I was and more important where the door was, I knew why I had put my alarm that early - to skype with my family at 7am (7pm their time). I reckon I was still a bit drunk when I got a hold on them, we skyped for a little hour and after hanging up, reality kicked in... I was missing out on a x-mas at home with the people I love the most. I was in a sentimental mood when I walked back to Erik. Some of the others were already up, and wished me merry x-mas – it made me happy and quickly I was looking forward to how the morning would turn out. 
Erik got a hold on his mom and Jan as well and wished them a merry x-mas, before people slowly gathered together in front of the x-mas tree in the lounge room. 
Soon Sue started to hand out presents. The first one was for their dog (that’s not very different from home), and then she started handing out presents for everyone, all at the same time (not how we do it at home), but being there and watching them unwrapping their presents was so overwhelming and satisfying at the same time. I truly realized how big hearted it was of them to let us be a part of their Christmas, and let us watch them from the sideline (that’s how it felt, but not uncomfortable or anything near that). It’s indescribable and undoubtedly something that we will remember every x-mas from now on. It was amazing to experience a different x-mas. The present thing was done quickly, as mentioned before they don’t spend that much time and energy on x-mas here, and they don’t get thousands of expensive gifts, but just a few really considered once. As last night Nigel again created some awesome food, bacon and egg, the perfect hangover breakfast! This was just the start of the day. 
Around noon we drove back to Vivian’s house, and started drinking again while we slowly got ready for another x-mas celebrating there. It was excellent that we experienced it twice. Viv and Simons house is so relaxed and full of love. I mean you need to be a special breed if you can manage six kids living at home and still be so calm about everything. It’s very admirable. We gave Vivian a Bombay gin - she’s the queen of gin. We were surprise to receive a few presents as well… A bottle of vodka, two boxes of chocolate and some Hubba Bubba gum – good thoughts! 
We didn’t know that we were going to another party later on, but after showering and feeling new-borne, Lisa told us we were going to an even bigger party at Simon’s parents’ house. They live in Levin as well, and threw a massive party during the whole day and night. We were about 35 people, including a bunch of kids/teenagers. We had a huge barbeque dinner, enough to drink and we were completely overwhelmed to be a part of all their celebrations. All though it didn’t feel like x-mas for us at all, it was still the best x-mas we have celebrated, in terms of being special, memorable and different! A cab brought us safe home to Viv’s house and I think we had a few beers there before we all passed out.


Presenting the family, from left Adam, Tom, Lisa, Sam, Sue's son Matt, Sue & Nigel
Christmas celebrations back at Vivian's house and my favorite present this year, a bottle of vodka.

A puzzle for Sam revealing that he's going to be a certified diver in the new year.
Party at Simon's parents house
Sam and Vivian


Friday 26th December


After a long and good beauty sleep we didn’t feel too bad when we woke up. Vivian made us breakfast and we said goodbye to everyone before we hit the roads again. We had two days on the road before we again planned to meet up with Lisa and Sam. During New Years they have rented a house near Mount Maunganui with some friends and that’s where we were going to celebrate Erik’s 30th
The 26th December (called Boxing Day) is the biggest sales day in the year, so in Palmerston North we took advantage of that fact. We hadn’t thought it through though, because off cause we weren’t the only ones going for the sales. There were a shit load of people, and we struggled to get a parking spot. We realized how little of the stress and hassle about Christmas that we actually had missed... It’s close to none. I think we both considered leaving again when we walked into the crowded mall, but we had also put our heads up to getting some stuff. We finally found some new trainers for Erik (what we call my birthday present to him), and I got a new top and my first haircut in 8 month (my x-mas gift). I was pretty nervous, as my last haircut turned into a disaster, but luckily this time it went fine. 
After getting out of the nightmare mall we drove up to Hastings, to our surprise we discovered a wallaby (small kangaroo) killed at the side of the road. It was strange, we thought Australia was the only country with those animals, but apparently they’ve spread to New Zealand as well. 
In Hastings we were quite unsure of what to do, as we didn’t want to pay a lot of money for a decent campground. There’s campgrounds called DOC, it stands for Department of Conservation, and they are owned by the government, they have fewer facilities but are much cheaper, sometimes even free. We were trying to find one of these, but the only one in the area only allowed self-contained vehicles. Eventually we found a normal caravan park, to a reasonable price, $24 (110kr) for both of us. It was actually really nice and located on Clifton beach, just a short drive from Hastings. We got a great spot sheltered from the wind, and we spend the rest of the night in the tent, drinking red wine and making blog.  


Drove by this little settlement on our way to Hastings


Saturday 27th December


Around 9 o’clock the sun had heated up our tent to a point, where it was impossible for us to sleep any longer, even though last night’s 2 bottles of red, and going to bed late, made it feel like we should. 
Well we got up, had some cereals and packed down our “bedroom”, before we left to follow the east coast up for 3-4 hours. This plan sadly didn’t last for long, as we discovered that the major part of the roads, was going through mountains, and not along the coastline, as we thought it would – so we decided to skip the east coast plan, and cross inland instead, towards NZ’s geothermal hotspot, the city of Rotorua, a city known for its active vulcanoes, colourful crater lakes, erupting geysers, many freshwater lakes and boiling mud/hot springs. Beside all of these nature wonders, it also is a mekka for spa and massages. 
I did the first couple of hundred k’s, and then Erik took over and did the other half. The landscape was outstanding, and we wanted to catch it on a picture, but it’s simply impossible. At some point we were surrounded by green hills, they were shaped like soft cones and the fir trees were making a perfect shape around them. This landscape continued and it was breath-taking. Around 10 k’s from our destination point, it started smelling very bad in the car – we already knew about this phenomenon, it’s coming from all the volcanic activity in the area. It smells like fart and rotten eggs. 
We drove straight to the I-site, and got some information and brochures about the different spa and massage places in town – my other birthday present to Erik (and myself) was to have a spa and massage treatment while we were here in the town renowned for it! Erik started to ring the different places, but every time he got the answer: Sorry, we’re fully booked for today. It is very high season in NZ now, so we knew it could be difficult, but in the end we found a place that could take both of us on the same time for a massage, and afterwards we could relax in their spas. Before getting that sorted we had our lunch on a bench in the middle of the town… Wraps again, and we’re still not tired of eating them! 
The massage Erik got was as he asked for – a relaxation massage. But I wanted a prober massage, since I’m still struggling with my back from time to time. The masseuse seemed pretty professional to begin with, but after a short amount of time, I actually had to teach her some basic massage skills, just to try to get her to clear some of my pain, it didn’t seem like she had any idea of how to actually perform a therapeutic massage! We enjoyed the hot spa afterwards and took advantage over the hotels free wifi, before we left to find some fuel and some wine for the night. 
We then drove to a DOC campsite outside of town, located next to Lake Okareka. The place was so idyllic, we pitched our tent and had a stunning view over the lake and the landscape, for just $10 (46kr) per person. As last night this night was also dedicated to wine and blog making. We knew we had to get updated before reaching the house in Mount Maunganui and we work best with wine in our veins. 


Lake Okareka

Sunday 28th December

The remarkable day where Erik left his twenties and started on a new decade. I would say it’s a big day in your life, but Erik didn’t want to do anything special or make a big deal out of the day. Off cause he wanted to celebrate it, and that’s the reason why we drove up to “The Mount” or more specific Papamoa Beach. 
The house Lisa, Sam and their friends had rented was located near the beach, we just had to cross the road and then we were there. The sand dunes and the beach itself were like the west coast of Jylland, just much warmer. They were nine people in the house, but apparently there would be people coming and going all the time, it was fortunate for us that it was an open house like that, because it meant that we wouldn’t be the only ones not knowing everybody. We already knew a couple of their friends from Auckland. Lisa made us comfortable and made breakfast for us. Bacon, egg and toast, something that apparently couldn’t keep Erik full for a long time, cause after pitching our tent in the back yard, we went into Mount Maunganui and Erik was already hungry again. On a pub he ordered his birthday gift to himself, a huge heart-attack-I-will-kill-you-slowly-and-in-seconds-burger. That was probably the best gift he got, and the only. He hadn’t wished for anything, and we haven’t really given each other presents while we have been away. The travel is a present in itself. 
Back in the house the girls and I went to enjoy the beach, meanwhile Erik and the guys played cricket (New Zealand’s biggest sport activity) in the garden, something that didn’t excite Erik at all. Luckily they had switched it out with golf when we got back. Soon Lisa was already preparing dinner, she loves being in a kitchen, which I totally understand. I helped her out, but she was the boss, not something that I’m usually comfortable with, but I’m not even use to being in a kitchen anymore, so how could I have anything to say in this situation! I just did as I was told. That evening went by with a delicious birthday barbeque and drinks in the garden, followed by some funny social games that made us laugh hard. 

 My favorite guy in the world 

 From left Luke throwing handsigns, Jane, Moana, Steve and Natalie

 I think that should be enough alcohol for the night (Natalie)

 Luke

 Sam and the birthday child


The Prinsess and the Pea

Birthday Party



Monday 29th –  Thursday 1st  January

We only planned to stay in Papamoa for two days, but these people were just so great that we decided to stay during New Year’s Eve. The days felt like a holiday away from our travels, and it was a place where we could recharge and just relax without exploring or doing anything. The days went by with visiting the beach, some of the guys did a bit of surfing and the girls did a bit of body boarding (it’s almost the same as surfing but on a smaller board without having to stand up), I tried paddle boarding and liked it and Erik did his first 9 holes on the golf course with the guys. Most days ended in the sunny garden with beers, drinks and homemade food. 
On New Year’s Day we started drinking earlier and people were obviously in a good party mood. We all had tickets to a party on a pub in the evening. We arrived there 3 hours later than we planned, and when the big taxi pulled up in front of the pub, Erik realized he had forgot to put his shoes (flip flops) on. It was hilarious and very stupid at the same time. Even though he tried to talk his way out of it, the bouncer wouldn’t let him in without some kind of shoes. To his big luck the warehouse behind the pub was still open, so in the last minute Lisa took the clever decision to run there and buy him a pair of flip flops for $3 (14kr). Now he got in to the party without further problems. 
We had a blast of a New Year’s Eve, but missed the fireworks. I reckon there was some, but at the party we didn’t see or hear any. We left the party completely wasted a little after midnight and the rain was pouring down. There was about 5km to the house from the pub, so we either had to get a taxi or a ride from someone. I walked towards a group of people that I thought we knew, but soon I discovered the faces weren’t familiar to me, so when I looked back I had lost Erik. The rain was getting heavier and I figured he probably found some of the others, so I hitched a hike back to the house by myself. I was surprisingly the first one home, and apparently Erik and I weren’t the only ones who lost each other on the way. 
Soon people were dumping in with different weird and funny stories about their trip home. Erik was soaked after walking away from the pub in the wrong direction and afterwards walking back to find the house. But he only got back to his starting point, the pub, when he met one of the other guys from the house and they got a bus home - safe but wet. Our tent was soaked as well, so Lisa arranged a temporary bed for us in the living room, while the party continued a little longer. 
The day after was all about recovering and getting ready for Friday where we planned to start our travels again. We watched movies and made homemade pizza and “enjoyed” the last bit of our unhealthy lifestyle. After so many days of huge alcohol consumption and unhealthy food we really felt disgusted with ourselves. So from the 2nd of January we promised ourselves to eat healthier and drink a lot less. We need a break from all that! 

 Mount Maunganui and the bay

 Lisa and I are testing how much weight the board can carry.

New Years Day!
 Me, Jane, Moana, Lisa, Dayna and Nat (Lisa & Sam's house mate)

 Erik, Sam, Jake (Lisa & Sam's other house mate), Stella (the dog), Matt, Luke, Curley, Bryson and then we can't remeber the last guys name, but he had a hilarious laugh. 




Friday 2nd January

We left Papamoa and all the delightful people, and started on a new chapter of our road trip. I was driving and we drove back south, as a driver you really need to be concentrated on the roads, both because they can be tricky, steep and windy, but mostly because my eyes preferred to focus and stare at the amazing landscape that surrounds us. 
We passed Roturua the smelly town and geothermal capital of the World. A little south of the town we stopped in and experienced Wai-O-Tapu, which is New Zealand’s most colourful and diverse volcanic area. The volcanic gases introduce numerous minerals into the water of NZ longest river the Waikato river, which also is the reason for no fish life in it. The whole area smells like “rotten egg”, as all other geothermal areas in the World, because of the high concentrations of hydrogen sulphide being released. The area is literally covered with collapsed craters, cold and boiling pools of mud, water, steaming gasses and lakes. 
The walk around took us to 25 different geothermal sights and craters. Some craters were formed by eruptions, some by internal chasms. The champagne pool is the largest spring in the area, its 65m. in diameter and 62m. deep. The surface temperature is 74oC, and it bubbles due to carbon dioxide. The pool was formed over 700 years ago by a hydrothermal eruption. The Artist’s Palette is a part of it and the overflowing water and minerals from the Champagne Pool draw the magical colours on the Artist’s Palette. The colours vary as the waters cool down and the minerals are exposed to our atmosphere. This was our favorite sight on the journey. 
After almost two hours of exploring in the baking sun we drove further south to Taupo. Last time in Taupo we enjoyed the free campsite near Waikato River so much, that we decided to return and do another night at Reid’s Campground, just 5 min drive from Taupo.

 The Champagne Pool

 The Artist Palette



 Lake Ngakoro

 Champagne pool, again

Devil's Bath

Wai-O-Tapu Thermal Wonderland



Saturday 3rd January

Probably the main reason for us to like this place so much is that the river is good for everything; cleaning dishes, washing hands/face, doing laundry and taking showers. It’s perfect for budget travelers and its simply amazing to start a day with a cold and refreshing dip in the river. This morning it was quite busy when we went for our shower, so we didn’t bother about washing us with soap, the water is clean enough to skip it anyway. 
We packed our tent and drove to Huka Falls, just 2km from the campground. Then we started our journey to the southern part of the island. We already drove this part once before, and there wasn’t much to do or see on the way, except for the beautiful mountain ranges in the background. Most of the day was spend on the road. Even though our destination point was just a little over 300km south, it took us most of the day. The traffic is said to be the busiest of the year due to all the kiwi’s that are going home after their summer holidays. Not particularly this day did we meet a lot of police cars on the roads, but we meet the police every single day and multiple times each day. They are really out there in the public, making sure that no one is speeding or drunk driving. This is also one of the main reasons why we take really good care on the roads. We don’t want another speeding ticket. Erik captured one in Australia that we never mentioned on the blog, because we forgot. But it was $200 and way too much money to give away just like that. 
In the late afternoon we found and arrived at the DOC campground, Waikawa near Manakau, where we planned to stay for the night. At first we hesitated to drive down the steep gravel road, as our car isn’t equally satisfied with driving up and downhill. It normally gives us a hard time going uphill, but Erik decided to take the chance and drive down anyway. 
The weather seemed a bit unstable and we didn’t know if we should expect rain or not, we wished for the best but prepared for the worst. The evening was colder and more humid than any other night, so I escaped into the car and eventually Erik joined me in my opinion about the cold weather, then we tucked ourselves away in the tent with a movie on the laptop. Fortunate for us we didn’t get any rain that night.

Sunday 4th January

Just a short walk away from the campsite we were lucky to be able to shower in the Waikato River again. The river is 425km and is New Zealand’s longest. If you aren’t awake when you jump in, you are definitely awake when you get out. We love the refreshing feeling afterwards though! 
I was a bit nervous about our trip up the hill this morning but for some reason it didn’t seem that steep coming from the bottom, so it was . There was about 90km to Wellington, which was our sightseeing city for the day. Wellington is the nation’s capital, and is often referred to as Windy Wellington, it’s said to have more than 195 days of high speed wind each year, and it’s a swear to mention the wind in front of the residents. To get a sense of the city we started the day at the Mt. Victoria Lookout, the drive up there offered some brilliant views over the fancy and expensive houses, overlooking the city and sea. The lookout gave us a 360oC over the city, the bays, the harbours, the airport and the Cook Strait between the north and south island. After watching a few flights take off from the tricky and windy runway we drove down to explore the city. 
At Waitangi Park near the harbour, a sunday food market was happening. We were strong enough to ignore all good looking food, and went straight to the fruit and vegetable sections instead. We got some cheap carrots, kiwi’s and plums. We visited the national museum, Te Papa Tongarewa. A short time after entering we realized how interesting it was and how much there was to learn and explore. We probably wouldn’t have gone in if an entry charge had applied, and soon we discovered how wrong that thought was, because we were really entertained. We didn’t have enough time to see it all, as our time in Wellington was limited due to the pre-booked ferry to the south island in the late afternoon. But the city had far more character than Auckland and there’s definitely a reason for visiting that city again, and we already decided to do so when we come back to the north island again. We had a short time to see the waterfront, but there’s a really good atmosphere along the water to the Civic Square. We passed a bunch of adrenaline junkies jumping off high diving boards into a closed pool in the harbour, the cafés along the water makes a good atmosphere as well, and so does the paddleboats cruising around. We had lunch on a café in the city, Erik a burger with fries $22 (101kr) and me a salad, also $22. It’s odd that a vegetarian salad is just as expensive as a burger, that doesn’t really make sense and doesn’t exactly encourage people to eat healthier. 
In general the prices for fruit and vegetables are extremely high, lime fruit is like gold here, a kilogram in the supermarkets is around $32 (147kr). That’s insane. Apples are $5-6 (23-27kr) per kg. Milk is also very pricy, a liter is around $2,50 (11kr). Everywhere we drive there are countless cows on the grass fields around us; I mean how can the milk be so expensive when there’s so many to produce it? The farmers must live a good life here. After an overpriced, but good lunch, we sneaked into an YHA hostel to take advantage over their free internet and power for a short while. Obviously we don’t have anything to charge up our computers, unless we borrow some power in different places. We planned to do it while we had lunch, but the restaurant didn’t have any convenient power sockets installed. 
As we placed our butts back in the car seats and sat off to the Interislander ferry terminal, we realized that the company hadn’t sent us any address informations, Erik was trying to find it online, while I was becoming nervous and annoyed by our missed planning. It was even more frustrating that their website didn’t show any address, only a terminal number. Erik typed the terminal into the GPS, but we weren’t sure if we were on the right track or not, then a sign finally showed us we were on the right way, and the drive was much shorter than assumed - that gave us a looong waiting time before we could board the ferry. The Cook Strait between the north and south islands connects the Tasman Sea with the South Pacific Ocean, and is considered one of the most dangerous and unpredictable waters in the world. The ferry journey went smooth though, and took around 3½ hour. As the sun was setting we sailed through Marlborough Sounds on the south island and reached Picton just as it got dark. 
Next challenge was to find one of the cheap campsites before it got pitch black. We drove for 23km east to Rurangi and were actually on our way on a 6km dirt road to find a place to pitch our tent, but then Erik noticed another and closer campsite on the map closer to Rurangi. It turned out that we just passed it a few hundreds meter before. We were happy to finally be there and we quickly sorted out our delightful “bedroom”, paid our camping fee, $6 (27kr) per person, and went to bed.

 Wellington seen from Mt. Victoria

 Steep streets in the city

 Meeting orcs on the national museum 

 The World's biggest squid, ever caught

Waterfront restaurant near Civic Square






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