Blinked and almost missed Kaponga!
Trip Start Apr 21, 2010
21Trip End May 31, 2010
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Then it was off to the port where we met up with Willy and Bing. Have I mentioned how much the people down here rock?? Because they do, We picked up some groceries and some Radler (yums!) and came back home, where we had a Jenga matchup. It was hilarious. Drunk Jenga may be one of my new favorite games. Then Batsey and Rebecca arrived and we went to a BEAUTIFUL resteraunt called Arborio along the sea. Then I met a lot of other new people who are awesome as well, and we went to another pub and a club
So this morning I awoke praying for the sweet release from my life. New Zealand Drunk is a whole nother level of Drunk. It's not sloppy, it's just DRUNK. And does it ever HURT the next morning. After dragging my fat melon out of bed, I was reminded of some events of the evening previous with the inquiry from my loving man saying, "Uh, hun, you didn't happen to change my facebook status last night did you? Because I'm pretty sure I didn't write 'Shenan Brynn Cheshire. I smell like farts and like little boys, Wanna come play with me?" LMAO At least during the bitter ends of New Zealand Drunk, I'm still sharp enough to be clever. And it's a good thing that Chopz has a wicked awesome sense of humor. Love!
So we hit the road for a tiki tour. He tried to shove an Anderson Pie down my word-hole, but since it was now the "Trying Not To Puke" Hole, I got a few tastes of it but that was about it. I'm surprised I could taste anything, I thought that I had killed my taste buds last night. But can I just tell you, that I have already made Shenan promise that I'm going to get an Anderson Pie tomorrow. Because.... DAMN. YUM YUM IN MY PIE HOLE. DE-FRICKEN-LICIOUS. So NOW I get the fascination with the pies. At least, the steak and cheese one. I really don't understand mince yet. It just looks like meat jam.
We headed around the coast, all the way around Mt. Taranaki
After this, we went back to Kaponga Tavern, where we met the local furniture. LOL! Dave, Ben Sr and Pat. Three older fellas that knew young Chopz, and have been in that tavern since Mt Taranaki's formation. VERY cool guys, they were funny, and it was wicked-cool to get an insight to Chopz's youth, especially while sitting in the Tavern that Shane's dad Wayne and Anne used to run. Then back to New Plymouth, but of course, not before we stopped in Stratford for some more Hokey Pokey. Good god. We need to import this shit by the drum.
Now we're going to settle in and watch a movie. I see that Detroit is out of the playoff run. *snort* *chuckle* *guffaw* that's a tragedy. CHUR BRO! (Do I sound kiwi enough yet? LMAO!)