New Zealand: Drinking, Zorbing, Drinking and a Bungee. Part 2
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Hey guys, so I thought I would write a third blog about my trip to New Zealand. I am not sure if anyone actually reads these or is even interested in what I have to say. To be totally honest I don’t care. These will be cool to read back in a few years when my memories about New Zealand are not entirely fresh. Anyway, if you are interested here are the other 2 posts I have made about my holiday. Here and Here
Last time I kind of only really spoke about my first day in New Zealand and my night out in Auckland. So on to day two. Early wake up. Still fucked, really jet lagged. I mean at this moment in time I could barely keep my eyes open. We had to go pick up a campervan though so its time to fight through the tiredness and get my holiday on.
We picked the Campervan up from somewhere near Auckland airport. The dude who we were renting it from was late. This seemed to be a recurring thing throughout the trip. Kiwi’s seem to be very laidback people. I love this fact, it really fits in with my philosophy on life, don’t let shit get to you, chill out duder. Being late though, its not professional at all. Anyway, we rang him, got his ass outta bed and got the motor home. First impressions were, dude this thing is a monster, it was bloody huge. It was also very old. In Fact it looked like it was about to fall apart. Actually once it did break down. In the middle of nowhere. Thank god a helpful passerby had tools in his car and could reattach the cables to the battery. Oh well whether we liked it or not this was our home for the next 5 days.
All in all, I liked the campervan. It had its problems, Limited cooking space, 5 people crammed into 1 small room and it was fucking cold at night. Really bloody cold. The camp sites too. The reason we chose to spend half of our trip in a camper was because we assumed it would be pretty cheap. Yeah we have to pay for petrol and camp sites but they can't be that expensive right? Wrong. Camp sites were over $100 a night and that big ass motorhome drank petrol like I drink IRN BRU.
Our first drive was a couple of hours south of Auckland, Rotorua. Famous for its hot springs. More on that later. Our first stop in Rotorua was a Zorbing place. I have never done Zorbing before so I was pretty anxious. Being stuck in a ball half filled with water rolling down a hill. That seems dumb. Hell no. It was hell of fun. There were 3 courses one that went straight down, A Zigzag course and one with a big ass drop in it. The straight hill I did strapped in, no water. The other 2 I did a water Zorb. That was amazing splashing around in a ball being thrown all over the place. So much fun.
After a quick lunch we went on to our next excursion, glow worm caves. Basically you are taken down a dark limestone cave full of stalactites and stalagmites. You then board a boat, by the way you can see fuck all. In the boat you are taken down a river (still in the cave) and all over the walls and ceiling are the glow worms They looked amazing in the dark. Although this was interesting, its not really my thing.
I don’t know if I mentioned this before but this time of year in New Zealand it is bloody damn cold. So when one of my friends said next we were going for a swim in an outdoor swimming pool I pretty much told her to fuck right off. It turns out this pool that we went to used water filtered down from the local hot springs. It was bloody amazing. 2 degrees outside and 42 in the water. Blissful is all I can describe it as.
Well that was it for Rotorua, time to make our way down to Wellington for the trip on a ferry to the South Island. The trip down took a day or two but when we got there. We had to have a night out. Big City, the capital city. Time to go out on the piss.Even though it was a Tuesday night and it wasn’t too busy it was a pretty decent night. We met a few cool people and got extremely wasted. The next day, hung over we all took a cable car to the botanical gardens.....boring as fuck. Time for the ferry.
Well that’s it for another blog. That was pretty much my total experience of the North Island. In the next blog I will chat about the South Island, my time in Queenstown and finally the bungee.
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