In The Capital (I thought it was Auckland to)

Trip Start Sep 05, 2010
Trip End Aug 21, 2011

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Rosemere Backpackers Hostel (Dump)

Flag of New Zealand  , North Island,
Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Not having to put on the stinking cycle gear and pack up the tent was pretty heavenly this morning. Instead I finally managed to catch up with Mum and Dad on Skype. The news from Bosham is that Dad's car has been stolen. After years of leaving it wherever he liked, unlocked with the keys in the ignition, he finally got his comeuppance and exited a friend’s house to see it being driven off! Oh dear – Hambrook is obviously a dodgier area than it appears. Mum and I managed to witter on for at least an hour, so it was 10 before we left the skanky hostel and headed out to check out New Zealand’s Capital. (Admittedly it was only on the ferry over here that we realised we were coming to the capital, having both assumed it was Auckland.)

Anyway, the sun was shining again and it was a lovely city to walk around (tiny for a capital, more like a small Brighton). First we caught the cable car up the hill for an amazing city scape view and then walked back down through the botanical gardens. The City Gallery wasn’t great, so we didn’t waste too much time there and instead had lunch in one of the lovely restaurants we’d seen the night before. We then did some route planning for the North Island over coffee.

Back at the hostel we just had time to wash the foul clothes before Mikey’s sister’s friends came to pick us up and take us to their house for dinner. It’s feels quite strange to meet up with other people’s mates, but we had a brilliant time. Tim and Sam had clearly thought really carefully about what two far-from-home cyclists might want and cooked up a perfect roast chicken and even had homemade Yorkshire puddings!!! They’d visited loads of the places we’ve been on their way out here and unbelievably were in Christchurch when the last earthquake hit. It was great to hear all of their stories and we felt a bit jealous that they get to stay in New Zealand for another year.

After we’d been dropped back at the hostel by our lovely hosts, we climbed the ridiculously steep and dangerous ladder to the bunk bed for the last time and looked forward to a great ride out of the city in the morning.

Miles Cycled: 0, Day off, thank you very much (day off from what?)
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