Beach Motel & Cabins Whitianga

... is not the person you went to the game. The camera stayed on two people who weren't together until they kissed. Some people get really into it and go all out for the camera. <br><br><br><br><br>The day we left Wellington it was raining. Whenever it rains and I'm asleep I always think that I am at home and dream that I am at home, so when my alarm went off I thought I was getting up for work! So it wasn't bad to wake up in New Zealand even if the weather wasn't great!<br><br><br ...

... lovely B&amp;B north of Whitianga at Kuaotunu Bay, overlooking a good beach. Really good meal out at the Golf Club,in Matarangi. The rains came as expected overnight and today I have taken Geoff on a drive to more rainy beaches in the rain, we did wonder if our little car would manage the steep gradients on unmade roads in wet weather, but my expert driver did well. Then to Coromandel ...

... Hat ma au echt gemerkt, weil hatte so manche Sachen auf Lager die nicht im Magic Programm waren. Zum Beispiel eine Weinprobe, die eher zur Likeur und Portweinprobe eskalierte. War aber echt gut. Marc und ich hielten wieder her und die andren hatten schon wieder Schonzeit ;-)! Jedem das seine. Am Abend in Whitianga kam dann das Highlihgt des Tages. Wir gingen alle gemeinsam in die Lost Springs. Das ist ein Welness Resort gerade bei Whitianga ...

... sehr abwechslungsreich und aufregend. Die Haengebruecke war der Hammer, bloss eine Person durfte jeweils druebermarschieren. Der ganze Marsch dauerte schlussendlich 4 Stunden und wir waren kaputt und hungrig. Schnell gings dann ins Hostel um zu duschen und fuhren ins Restaurant, the Old Thames. Dort goennten wir uns ein Steak mit Fritten. Ich kann euch sagen, das tat so gut! Spaeter planten wir noch unseren Trip fuer den naechten Tag und gegen 23.30 gings auch schon wieder ins Bettchen.

... we had was that you could enter the hot water pools in the morning, so we wanted to be sure we were there at the right time. We looked down the beach and didn't see any activity, so we inquired at the little beach store and were informed that we needed to be there by about 1:00. They told us we needed to head down to the point at the end of the beach where the rock wall jutted out into the sand, and that is where we'd find the hot water ...

... after Raymond told him we planned to come to New Zealand he said he would help us. He, and his wife Adrienne have been incredibly helpful, and we cannot thank them enough. We enjoyed meeting up with them on Monday and then drove out to their 'bach'/cabin on Waitete Bay at the north end of the Coromandel Peninsula where we will stay 2 weeks. When we arrived we were shocked by the dramatic coast, beautiful beaches ...

... storms, prior to ditching our campervan home in favour of the comfort of a nice hotel in Auckland. The last 10 days or so or our time in New Zealand have been very wet. The news is full of floods, road closures, land slips and effects of the extraordinary amount of rain that New Zealand has experienced - the highest rainfall for 16 years. Snow has closed some of the roads that we have recently driven along. Certainly driving up to ...

Wednesday 23rd April We caught the morning bus from Rotorua and spent most of the day travelling up to Coromandel Town, changing buses at Tauranga and Thames. We were met there by Piet, our next woofing host. Piet is the caretaker at Driving Creek Railway and Potteries, which is owned by Barry Brickel, who is well-known (well, Virgina had heard of him so I assume he's well-known) in NZ as an artist and conservationist. There are about 26 acres of land ...

... and Rebecca did magic in the kitchen and pampered me with tasty German dishes. R: Yes, we had a looong list of things we wanted to eat before going to Asia: cheese and wine (the foremer a real deception in a country so full of dairy industry), good bread (not easy to get either), lamb (delicious shanks!) and more. Sightseeing somehow became less and less important. It hink, we had enough of the country ...

... that I had already brought in my drying shorts and towel from outside and I was more happy that I had locked the sliding door and window. That would give me a few more seconds before the aliens came into the room and attacked us. I then realized that the sirens must be for the fire department and I then stopped following Lisa around the room. I sniffed for smoke and went towards the curtained sliding doors, while being ...