Gisborne Hotel
Cnr Tyndall & Huxley Roads Gisborne, North Island, 3801, New Zealand
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Day 38 Boxing Day
We said our goodbyes to Mark and went our seperate ways. He is making his way back to Auckland to pick up a key( sounds like a plot for a fantasy film!) And we headed about 4 hours south down the east coast to sunny Gisborne famous for its wine and Captain Cook memorials. We are staying about 50ks north of Gisborne in a tiny town called Tolaga bay at a lovely campsite right by the sea. It reminds me of the camping holidays ...
Der Rest der 5 Wochen Campervan
... Bei jedem, der uns danach gefragt hat oder uns umarmt hat, liefen die Tränen.
Muna sagte uns, wir sollen nochmal in den Park gehen, wahrscheinlich werden wir etwas finden, weil die Wixxer nur manches für Geld brauchen. Wir folgten ihrem Rat, fanden im Park eine tüte, dann Leos Rasierer - wie eine Spur - , aber fanden nichts anderes, bis wir dann einen anderen Weg raus aus dem Park genommen haben und unter einem großen Baum unsere Kleidung und ein paar ...
East Coast road from Whakatane to Gisborne...
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He did come up with a gem of a place though - Taiwahi Museum. It wasn't very big, there were only 4 sections but 'The Price of Citizenship' display with video of the Maori regiment actually going into battle with bayonets drawn, and photos, names and actual medals kept me there the longest. There was also a Remembrance room with all four walls covered with head shots of photos of all the men (and two ladies) who had been killed in action from the regiment. ...
Should have got break down cover!
... the side of the road to help us. He was a lovely little old man with a lovely little old dog and although he admitted to knowing nothing about cars either, he kindly said he’d drive us to the next town, a place called Nuhaka. He made it sound like it was 2 minutes down the road but after a good half an hour we’d only just pulled up. The "town" consisted of a garage (lucky for us), a fish and chip shop and a convenience store. The lovely little old man (I am calling ...
Wine country!?! But we don't drink wine!!
... on the mountains edge) only to find out that no one was there! The lady at the tourist information centre that very morning had sworn they were meeting that night and told us to be there 7.15pm sharp, as they are very specific about when they shut the doors. We felt cheated. We sat at the top of the mountain and enjoyed the view for a while (whilst hoping someone might show up) but after about 15 minutes, we gave up hope and spent the money on ...


