Well, I am now out of Auckland. I bought a car with help from a backpackers from my hostel. He came with me on endless journeys to hunt for a decent car, I wouldn’t know what to look for to see if it would work or not. So it was great having someone to give me a hand. We became pretty good friends and it was sad to say goodbye after the week we had hung out, but again, it’s back to the whole 24 hour friendship speal.
I was hoping to buy a stationwagon so I would be able to sleep in the car, but I they were out of my price range, so I just bought a little 2-door dinky car instead. It works great, and if I really do need to sleep in it, I can curl up. I love my new little car a lot. I have put it through a lot already, tearing down dirt roads, gearing up steep hills, but together we have been cruising through beautiful New Zealand. On Monday I headed north. I was aiming for Whangarei by around 5pm. It is normally a 2 hours drive from Auckland but I made my own route around the coast. It said it would be 4 hours. Then when I added all the stops I made I wasn’t in Whangarei until 8pm. I left Auckland at 11am. It was an absolutely amazing drive. I stopped in all the towns I came to. Talked to some locals and enjoyed some ice cream and such.
I made a stop in a little town called Puhoi, it was a very very small town. Only made up of a couple streets, it was very nice though. I went to a museum there and talked to the owner. He was the friendliest old man. We had a nice long chat and he invited me for tea, but I am not a coffee or tea drinker, we chatted a bit longer before I headed off again, more north to go. The town of Leigh was quite stunning, beautiful little harbour and turquoise waters that went on for ages.
The whole drive north was like this, constant views that put me in awe. Driving alone, the radio on, windows down, I would burst into laughter. I can’t explain what I was feeling, the freedom was amazing, I felt like I was on top of the world. If I could make this trip possible I can do anything I want to do. It’s not all easy, but every little bit is part of the experience, part of making it all what it is.
The loneliness is the only thing that isn’t so great. It’s good sometimes, gives me more freedom to do what I want, when I want. Sometimes it’s nice to have someone to share the experience with, someone who can understand the beauty of it all, share the emotions with, without having to say a word. I play the radio as I drive, but as I go through the mountains and through the country often the radio will cut out and I will not have any signal at all, I just let the fuzz of the radio play, makes me feel less alone. But it’s alright, again, it’s all part of the experience and I’m adjusting to it.
I spent one night in Whangarei at a hostel. There were only 4 other people there- 3 girls and 1 guy. The girls were all german but as soon as I came in they switched to speaking English so I could understand. The four of us girls went to the movie room to watch a movie before going to bed. As we were sitting there the outside light came on. We all peeked out the window as the lights are motion censored. Up the walkway came a little possum, just waddling along. he came right up to the window before heading off into the darkness.
As I continued my journey the next day I spotted a sign on the side of the road saying “WOOFERS AND BACKPACKERS WELCOME HERE NOW”. I took a drive up. There was an older fellow in the driveway. I asked him about the sign and what kind of work he was looking to have done. For the next few days I am staying at John’s (The older fellow) place. I’ll be working on his daughters garden at her summer home, with him. In exchange I am given a bed to sleep in and food to fill my belly.
John has so many stories from all the backpackers he has met and worked with. It is a real interesting experience. I am enjoying it so far and don’t think that will change any time soon!
My Internet minutes are about to run out, so I must be off for now!