Today we decided it was finally time to tackle the greatest challenge presented to us as Australians visiting New Zealand. Maree's driveway.
You see, in order to live in a fabulous treehouse with breathtaking view of harbour, ocean and forrest one must get up high and in order to do so. Maree and Ian have constructed the worlds most terrifying driveway. Complete with twists and hard pounding blind turns, this 500m long atrocity includes dizzying inclines that had the 4WD grasping for grip in 1st gear. But in order to make it to Waitungi - or anywhere in life ever - we were going to have to take the proverbial - if slightly literal - leap.
Maree lent us her trusty Subaru. (Pronounced round these parts as Soo-BAR-oo) we typed our destination into the GPS and i put on an adult diaper. We made it safely down the drive and before ya know it we were on our way to the Waitangi treaty grounds.
Now the Waitangi Treaty is in my opinion a grand thing. A thing that makes me like these kiwi birds more than most people in the world. Its a document that in words far more eloquant and official, says "Dear england, ner ner ne ner nerr you pissy girly pants with your shiny brass buckles can't beat us, can't have our land, but we'll let you come stay at our place so you don't look too bad infront of ya mums".
So we drove out there to give a respectfully belated, psychological 'high five' to the tribes of the Maori for doing what every other country in the world never had the hakas to do.
It was one hell of a windy road though and I must admit the (actually ficticious) adult diaper was handy. Gearing up and down like a boss we flung that soobs around those moutainous corners at 100k's per h and boy was it fun! Also, I got to drive the whole lot as mumsy doesn't actually know how to drive a manual. A skill i only actually picked up about 12 months ago.
So yeh. We went there. It was pretty. We saw a nicely contrived yet still thoroughly entertaining 'cultural show'. Hung out in a cafe that had eels in its pond. Yeh... Eels. blergh. and on the way home we went to a cave that had glow worms in it which was freeekin ace and went for a bush walk through some really nice trees n stuff. The cave had eels too. really freeking big ones. Incidently glow worms are really cool and the glowy bit is essentially fluorescent poop. Falling stars in a glow worms cave means lots of closed mouths and a quiet little cave hike.
Ok thats it for now. tomorrow we're going to the beach and will probably do some more stuff and I'll tell you about that then!
here's some piccies:
sorry no glow worms. they are light sensitive and I didn't wanna give them pink eye.
You see, in order to live in a fabulous treehouse with breathtaking view of harbour, ocean and forrest one must get up high and in order to do so. Maree and Ian have constructed the worlds most terrifying driveway. Complete with twists and hard pounding blind turns, this 500m long atrocity includes dizzying inclines that had the 4WD grasping for grip in 1st gear. But in order to make it to Waitungi - or anywhere in life ever - we were going to have to take the proverbial - if slightly literal - leap.
Maree lent us her trusty Subaru. (Pronounced round these parts as Soo-BAR-oo) we typed our destination into the GPS and i put on an adult diaper. We made it safely down the drive and before ya know it we were on our way to the Waitangi treaty grounds.
Now the Waitangi Treaty is in my opinion a grand thing. A thing that makes me like these kiwi birds more than most people in the world. Its a document that in words far more eloquant and official, says "Dear england, ner ner ne ner nerr you pissy girly pants with your shiny brass buckles can't beat us, can't have our land, but we'll let you come stay at our place so you don't look too bad infront of ya mums".
So we drove out there to give a respectfully belated, psychological 'high five' to the tribes of the Maori for doing what every other country in the world never had the hakas to do.
It was one hell of a windy road though and I must admit the (actually ficticious) adult diaper was handy. Gearing up and down like a boss we flung that soobs around those moutainous corners at 100k's per h and boy was it fun! Also, I got to drive the whole lot as mumsy doesn't actually know how to drive a manual. A skill i only actually picked up about 12 months ago.
So yeh. We went there. It was pretty. We saw a nicely contrived yet still thoroughly entertaining 'cultural show'. Hung out in a cafe that had eels in its pond. Yeh... Eels. blergh. and on the way home we went to a cave that had glow worms in it which was freeekin ace and went for a bush walk through some really nice trees n stuff. The cave had eels too. really freeking big ones. Incidently glow worms are really cool and the glowy bit is essentially fluorescent poop. Falling stars in a glow worms cave means lots of closed mouths and a quiet little cave hike.
Ok thats it for now. tomorrow we're going to the beach and will probably do some more stuff and I'll tell you about that then!
here's some piccies:
sorry no glow worms. they are light sensitive and I didn't wanna give them pink eye.
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