What To Do?

Trip Start Sep 08, 2011
Trip End Jan 08, 2012

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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

I was at a loose end. I still couldn't get hold of Craig and it was time to decide what to do. Logic dictated that if I were to take advantage of my time in New Zealand, I should catch a bus out of town and have a look at the supposedly fantastic countryside or take a chance that I might be able to get in touch with Craig. As travel fatigue was setting in, I plumped for staying in Auckland.

The first thing to do was to find somewhere to sleep. I had no intention of going back to The Fat Camel (the awful place I’d stayed at the night before), so I went into a backpackers’ intent on finding a single room. The first place I went to was all booked up, but they sent me to another one,Nomads, which did have a single room, but the price they were asking for it was outrageous, even the receptionist was embarrassed to tell me the price. Thanks, but no thanks. So I dragged my suitcase up the road (it was at times like this that I was extremely happy that I’d bought one with wheels), where, eventually, I found another one, which didn’t even let me into the building. I was starting to feel like Joseph and Mary (no room at the inn!), continuously being turned away.

Finally, I found one, which didn’t have a single room, but offered me a double room at a reduced rate (still much cheaper than Nomads). All this while I’d been trying to call Craig, unsuccessfully, in the hope that I could avoid getting a room; in the end I gave up, I’d texted him my number, so he could get in touch with me if he wanted to. I took the room for two nights in the hope that I was bound to contact Craig by then.

With that out of the way, I had a walk around the CBD. My first impression of Auckland was upheld. It really was not a particularly nice city. Part of the problem might have been that I arrived without a plan and I really had no idea of what to do. I’d been to the Visitors’ Centre, but they were not particularly helpful – not for lack of trying, but just because there didn’t seem to be anything to do.

I managed to book an Auckland tour for the next day, hopefully that would open my eyes to the 'delights’ of Auckland. I lived in hope.
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