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Moving On Up…

Got home – looked around and everything was still a mess.  There are boxes and half-packed suitcases covering every square inch of floor space in my brand new bedroom.  Between what is lovingly known as the stray flu and my social obligations who could possibly have the time to unpack.  NOT ME!  The only good that’s come of all of this is that I’ve finally stopped paying rent in 2 flats and not living in either one as it was more important to be on the South Island so I could muck about.

Before criticizing yet another one of my sound financial decisions – hear me out.  Maybe my standards are high or I’m overly picking (yes, still talking about flats) but finding a decent place to live in Auckland right now is next to impossible.  I looked at flat after flat and it was the same story over and over again – lovely flat but potential roommates left much to be desired or amazing people living in sub-standard housing.  So what else was I going to do other than take the only place that I could imagine myself living in…even if it meant taking it 3 weeks earlier than I needed to.  At the end of the day, its just money right?

Even though I started travelling from the moment I got the keys – I could have been smart and planned a gradual move to the new place.  Sadly, not that smart and so I dumped all my worldly possessions off at the new place like it was a hit and run and have been living amongst boxes ever since.  Well that is until today which I’ve deemed my marathon unpacking day.  After dedicating tonight to settling in – I’m proud to say that floor space is visible once again.  Sadly, I may need to by a set of drawers and/or a bedside table to deal with the mess that’s collecting beside my bed but that’s a problem for another day.

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The Beauty Of It All…

I jumped onto the Stray bus from Queenstown but was seriously lacking sleep.  Without getting into any of the gory details, didn’t get a much sleep on Friday night due to my own retardiness and then got a repeat of that on Saturday night due to the insanity of others (word of advice – never ever stay at BASE).  So there I was in the company of strangers once again but was having a hard time holding a conversation as keeping my eyes open was about all I was capable of doing. 

As we drove to Milford Sound – I drifted in and out of sleep.  The weather was terrible and I pretty much decided to not get off at any of the stops – seriously…who’d turn down an extra 20 minutes of uncomfortable napping for a bathroom break!  IDIOTS!  Sadly, in no time at all, we got to Milford Sound.  I hoped off the bus with everyone else and boarded the ferry for the cruise we signed up for.  Never in my life have I been this uninterested to being out on the water. 

It was a tour around Milford Sound that lasted for 1 1/2 hours.  Turns out there was a lot of ohhing and ahhing over nature and frankly, I was bored.  Wow, another waterfall.  And can you believe this – dolphins are following our boat once again!  Such beauty…its amazing I didn’t explode by being surrounded by it.  If you think I’m being a jackass and holding back on the experience then you guessed right.  There was something that I loved about the cruise that day.  The FREE TEA!  Yup, you read that correctly!!!  I drank cup after cup and was simply in heaven.  It warmed me up and gave me an excuse to get out of the rain.

If I can offer any advice to those thinking about going to Milford Sound , it would be to get a good night’s sleep prior to going as it’ll change your outlook on the whole experience.  Instead of sitting inside and drinking tea – maybe you’ll actually get to marvel at the beauty that surrounds you.

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Better Than Chocolate!

 

Only photo I care to share as you can't see the glimmer of crazy in my eyes...

 

Who ever thought that it was a good idea to roll down a hill while trapped inside a giant hamster ball is a genius in my books!  With all the mindless shenanigans that I constantly find myself dreaming up for amusement’s sake, I’m surprised that such a brilliant idea never occur to me.  Damn!  Beaten by quirky kiwis at my own game!  The main objective of going to Rotorua for the weekend was to give zorbing a whirl.  The drive from Auckland to Rotorua is approximately 4 hours each way and it takes approximately 2 minutes to get from the top to the bottom of the hill.  Even if zorbing was the only thing we did in Rotorua – it was well worth the trip.  In a nutshell, the best 2 minutes of my life! 

As the idea of being strapped to a wall of the zorb made my stomach slightly queasy – I decided to do the water version called ZYDRO down the zig zag path.  The middle of the zorb is filled with warm water and then all you do is run and jump through the hole to enter the zorb.  For some reason I thought it would be much harder to get into the giant hamster ball and flew into the ball faster/harder than what was needed and hit the other end of the zorb from the inside like a moron.  After a quick chuckle, the zorb wrangler zipped me up and pushed me down the hill.  I flew around the inside of the zorb like a rag doll while laughing uncontrollable like someone who belonged in an insane asylum.  What can I say – it’s just that magical instead a hamster ball made for humans.  In no time at all, I was at the bottom of the hill and as I was getting set to launch myself out of the ball the zorb wrangler looked at me and said I had to go feet first.  What he forgot to mention was that they were going to tilt the ball and so I launched out of the ball with such force that I fell flat on my ass on exit.  In an attempt to mask my clumsiness, I made a joke about how the zorb just gave birth to me which was enough to make the kiwis crack a smile.  They all seemed pretty amused and ever so supportive of my special brand of stupid.  It was in this moment that I realized that the rain had stopped and the sun started shining down on me once again.

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Roadtripping to Rotorua

On Friday, I got the text message that I was desperately hoping for – a rental was finally secured and all I had to do was be packed and ready to head to Rotorua right after work.  Full of glee, I ran home during my lunch hour and did my best to throw the must needed items into a backpack and then spent the rest of the afternoon counting down the minutes until the weekend.  The plan was to drive in the direction of Rotorua and the rest would magically work itself out.  

Time to pull out the map to leave Aucks!

Looking back now, it’s a little funny on how leaving the city proved to be much harder than we first anticipated.  We drove around Auckland in circles looking for a way onto the motorway.  In the half hour that it took to figure this out, we managed to stall the car on a hill or two as well as cut off/block kiwis on their way home from work.  Thankfully, it didn’t take much to adjust as we had an expert behind the wheel and we were off on a road trip of a lifetime! 

We made it into Rotorua in record time but then like clockwork it was time for us to get lost again.  As we looked for a place to crash – it seems like an almost impossible mission to find a hostel for the night.  The only one we repeatedly kept driving by was BASE but everyone in the car agreed that we were boycotting that particular chain of hostels.  After driving up and down a handful of streets repeatedly, we finally stopped a backpackers within the main area and went in to see if they’d take us in.  As we stepped out of the car, we were hit with the magnificent scent of Rotorua.  If this blog could be a scratch ‘n sniff, I would share the beauty of the smell but the best way I can describe it is that it smells just like egg farts.

Sadly, the egg fart smell of Rotorua did not compare to smell that eagerly awaited us in our room.  When we checked in, we stupidly made the assumption that it would be just the four of us in a room.  This was not the case.  When we opened the door to our room, we were hit with the all too familiar smell of boy stink!  The version of boy stink in Rotorua is hands down the worst I have been exposed to this far in life.  Let’s just say that the next morning, I was excited to breathe in the eggy aroma of Rotorua as it was refreshing to the smell that was found in our room that first night in Rotorua.

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