Paihia

MY LAST NEW ZEALAND ROAD TRIP -PART 1-

MY LAST NEW ZEALAND ROAD TRIP -PART 1-

Today is Wednesday and my heart is heavy while I’m leaving South Island for good. I land at Auckland airport like I did on my very first day in New Zealand, except that now Monster is lighter and that I know exactly where to go to catch a coach towards the city centre. It’s raining outside and the sky is grey. I only have one month left on North Island before leaving the country for good. Ouch. Same for Flo, aka Monsieur Wellington, who’s having only two weeks left here before flying to Hong Kong and then going back to France. That’s why we’re meeting up again, for our very last road trip in New Zealand.

VOLUNTEERING ON A BOAT FOR A WEEK

VOLUNTEERING ON A BOAT FOR A WEEK

When we reach the boat, well it’s obvious that we have to transfer ourselves and all my stuff from one boat to another. That’s when my balance got it all wrong. My feet are pushing away the little motor boat while I’m trying my best to hold on to the Tranquillity’s platform. Inevitably, at some point it’s all going wrong. I can’t manage to lift myself onto the platform, and my feet are restlessly trying to find something to hold onto, but there’s nothing, I already pushed the motor boat too far away…

Northland Roadtrip #5 – Le jour où l’on a failli rester coincées derrière une barrière

Northland Roadtrip #5 – Le jour où l’on a failli rester coincées derrière une barrière

Ce matin-là, on se réveille encore dans un backpacker super méga cool, The Pickled Parrot, à Paihia cette fois.
Paihia c’est un peu la cité balnéaire du Northland, de là on part faire des croisières, des tours en hélicoptère, de la plongée sous-marine, du surf, du kayak, etc. Il n’y a qu’à voir tous ces hôtels qui bordent la plage et l’on sent bien le poids de l’industrie touristique ici. Du moins en été.