Park County, Home Sweet Home ❤️
A beautiful day in the \240neighborhood. 9 degrees F
Some people are scared of snakes or spiders, or public speaking.
I fear sharks, orcas, deep water, an extensive list of insects, and most relevant to this post, aging.
In less than 2 weeks I’ll find myself on the other side of forty, and I’m consumed by the thought that I'm running out of time to do the things that 20-something-me thought I would have already accomplished. And then there’s the physical part of aging, which completely sucks. Every time I look in the mirror I notice a growing number of fine lines that are a constant reminder that the end of life is likely closer than the beginning.
Sometimes though, fear can be a great motivator. Perhaps that’s why I love travel so much. There's something about venturing out into the unknown that scares the shit out of me, but in the best possible way. When I’m far from the comforts of home, the idea that I may never return to a place drives me past my fears, past my insecurities, and pushes me to become the best version of myself in those moments.
Rather than fearing aging, through the lens of travel I’m hoping to find that same kind of push where fear once stood. This year I will take a trip to some exciting and beautiful places, but I will also venture off into an unknown place in time which like an exotic destination, I won’t be likely to return. (Unless of course we finally achieve time travel, duh. Can’t rule that one out.)
And that’s how I found myself here in this space.
I’m hoping this journal/blog can be a place to share all things travel related, including tips, beautiful photos, insights, blunders and all of the inspiration, wonder, and adventure that I find along the way.
In less than a week my 40th birthday celebration will kick off in Las Vegas, span the North and South Islands of New Zealand, and end in Australia’s Great Barrier Reef.
This is where my journey begins. I hope you will come along for the ride.
”To know a species, look at its fears. To know yourself, look at your fears. Fear in itself is not important, but fear stands there and points you in the direction of things that are important. Don't be afraid of your fears, they're not there to scare you; they're there to let you know that something is worth it.” ― C. JoyBell C.
Park County, Home Sweet Home ❤️
A beautiful day in the \240neighborhood. 9 degrees F
Vegas Baby
The travel and festivities have begun! After we landed in Vegas just a couple of hours ago, we stopped for provisions and settled into our room for a costume change and some pregaming.
Day 1 Goals
- [ ] Share a fishbowl at Sugar Factory
- [ ] Hit a Blackjack table
- [ ] Learn to play craps
- [ \240] Chandelier Bar inside Cosmo
- [ ] Try a new restaurant
- [ ] See Lil Jon at Hakkasan!
- [ ] Dance!
✔️ Chandelier Bar did not disappoint!
Cosmo continues to be my fav Casino.
Chandelier Bar
@Chandelier Bar
✔️ Try a new restaurant. Lured by a promo for a free bottle of wine, we chose the restaurant inside MGM below the Hakasan Nightclub. (With the same name.) The food was incredible but the service was severely lacking. With dinner specials STARTING at $68, I didn’t leave feeling very good about what I spent vs the value and level of service.
✔️ See Lil Jon at Hakkasan + Dance
Notably I visited this club a couple of years ago with some 25 ye olds and was welcomed w open arms. This time around, the club employees (@Hakkasan) were bordeline hostile. We paid for VIP expedited entrance and still ended up waiting in lines controlled by bouncers with a God complex.
After finally making it onto the dance floor we realized said dance floor was too crowded to dance. I believe they call that a mosh pit. We tried to dance anyway but after getting pushed a few times we split to finish the night with some gambling.
Waiting.. and waiting in line
Inside Hakkasan
On the floor
Day 2 Goals
-[ ] Recover from last night
- [ ] Spa day at Hibiscus inside the Westin
- [ ] Sky Bar inside the Waldorf-Astoria
- [ ] \240Go to a show
- [ ] \240Foundation Room inside H.O.B
- [ ] Share a fishbowl at the Sugar Factory
- [ ] Gamble!
✔️Recovery
There’s not much that Pedialyte, caffeine, and more alcohol can’t fix.
✔️Spa Day
Beautiful relaxing space inside the Hibiscus Spa
Yoga Studio, Hibiscus Spa
✔️Sky Bar
Entrance
Sky Bar, Waldorf-Astoria LV
Great view from our table
They also have a short list of appetizers. We had edamame, chicken satay skewers and a meat and cheese board (that is served in a bird cage, because why not?) Plenty for 3 people to share.
The vibe here drips class and old school glam. I have decided this is my new fav place to have drinks in Vegas.
✔️See a Show
We checked this one off in a big way..
There is a small theatre inside this museum where the performace was held. Note GPS takes you the wrong way- we finally had to ask for help navigating here. This lil gem was a ways off the strip but totally worth it. Cheap drinks to sip and interesting exhibits to check out before the show.
The um.. Headiner.
yes. That is his penis on the big screen behind him. This trick is called the “hamburger” for obvious reasons.
And what celebration of dicks just could \240be complete without this one?
Day 3 Goals
[ ✔️] Find breakfast at 5pm. Thanks Aria! All day bfast menu to the rescue!
✔️ Find the Sugar Factory and share a fishbowl.
After days of looking, we were pretty determined to check this one off the list. We found out it is no longer located by Paris. You \240can find the mini version that does sweets and drinks only, (no food), inside the shops connected to Planet Hollywood. If you want food too, the larger location is at Fashion Show Mall by the Wynn.
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✔️ Walk the Strip
No trip to Vegas is complete without walking the strip. Sometimes you’re the spectaor, and sometimes you’re the spectacle. If you don’t know which one you are.. you are the spectacle.
✔️ Watch the Fountains at Bellagio
The magical fountain show at Bellagio can’t actually make all that money you lost at the tables reappear, but it can ease the pain. \240
WE MADE IT!
We had an early 6am flight out of Vegas and got back to Denver close to 11am due to a couple of delays caused by weather..
As amazing as it was to travel from the avg of about 5-10 degrees Farenheit of our mountain home to the warmer 50-55 degrees of Vegas this time of year, I can’t wait to experience the Summer weather waiting for us in NZ.
After a quick lunch it was time to unpack and repack my suitcases, have a quick shower and head right back to the airport.
We \240landed in Los Angeles with only 20 min to transfer planes and narrowly made it onboard this 787 dreamliner. \240I slept \240most of the next 14 or so hours and woke up with less than hr before landing in Auckland, NZ.
With all the beautiful distractions of the last few days I can’t help but feel pretty damn good about this 40 business.
Now to shower change and hit the town!
Auckland Day 1
He Said..
Best part of the day - making it to the top of the skytower and enjoying the amazing views. We may have started out saying we were heading for the Sky Cafe, (which allows free admission to the tower) and instead left the elevator at the observation deck when the elevator happened to stop there first...
Worst part of the day - fighting jet lag. While we lucked out getting into our hotel room early at about noon, and were able to have showers and really feel good after the long flight, that only lasted a short while. By 4pm jet lag was kicking in and it was all we could do to stay up and moving until about 8pm before heading to the room and bed. The good news is that it was super easy to sleep all night and we got up at 5am ready to go.
Weirdest part of the day - the lack of proper chip shops. Not sure if it it a NZ vs Australia thing, or just the parts of Auckland we happened to be in, but the chip shops I remember being all over Sydney 20 years ago when I lived there, and that I was super excited about for this trip, were no where to be found.
She Said..
We arrived to our hotel in Auckland around noon and miraculously our room was ready for an early check-in. A hot shower never felt so good!
We explored our surroundings somewhat in a daze from the jetlag and wound our way through the performing arts, business and shopping districts to Sky Tower \240and it’s surrounding area “sky city”. https://www.skycityauckland.co.nz/sky-tower/
Once inside Sky Tower I had some unexpected feelings. Even while surrounded with gorgeous views I couldn’t help but feel like we’d seen it before. Whether the Eiffel tower or the Space Needle, or even in visiting the pyramids in Egypt. Do we build these structures and seek them out just for the glory?
When we left Sky Tower we found a place for an early dinner and shared a meat pie, which is the thing to do here. It was different but very good. Think shepherd’s pie in a flaky pastry crust. The inside is a clever combination of roasted squash, mashed potatoes, and lots of butter. The meat was slow cooked tender venison in a tomato based sauce with hints of sweet and spicy cardamon, cinnamon, and brown sugar.
We spent the rest of the day strolling and getting our bearings on the area.
The best part of the whole day was appreciating how well my husband and I travel together. At some point without discussion we decided the best course was to hit a liquor store and go back to the room to chill and press the reset button on our jetlag.
Walking the streets by our hotel this is what we saw. The hood has a gritty euro chic vibe. I kind of love it!
cool park in the city with views of sky tower in the background
inspired by or inspiration for chihuly glass installation in seattle?
Didn’t live up to the hype. 👎🏽 Apparently they do chips better in AUS.
See the person? You can bungee off the top.
Reflection of sky tower in another building.
he’s jumping on the 38mm thick glass.
Nice portrayal of Vegas.
Beverly Hills 90210 anyone?
This was the coolest thing ever - an internet cafe inside a convenience store! love it!
Auckland Day 2
She said..
Going to bed early paid off. We awoke naturally and well rested around 5am with plenty of time to enjoy the morning before setting out on our day.
He Said..
In all our 10+ years of travel together, across 15 countries and 5 continents, we have done laundry in a variety of places and ways. In sinks and tubs and showers, on cruise ships and in hotels both fancy and scetchy. But never before have we had a hotel room with a washing machine in the room (airbnb’s excluded). We didn’t really need to do laundry on day 2, but some opportunities are too good to pass up!
Laundry ✔️
The super strong coffee was served with a side pot of hot water to dillute it to taste.
Breakfast ✔️
Today’s Goals
1. Day trip to Piha Beach ✔️
2. See the 1,000 doors exhibit ❌
3. Find a good chip shop! (Fries)✔️
Best part of the day?
She said:
If Heaven is a real place, now I know how it would smell, sound and look.
The scent would be the same as what we experienced today hiking the mountainous rocky overlooks of Piha. It was equal parts of a rich petrichor-like scent, soft and dusty floral mixed with honey and vanilla, and salt. If I could bottle this I would wear it everyday.
The sound of my heaven is surf like I have never it heard before. It was so big and so loud, that even from far away it was otherworldly. It sounded like the earth was taking ujjayi breath.
When I swam in the ocean and surfaced, my vision was blurry from the salt. I tried looking around me, but I was blinded from the brightness of the sky. But instead of being alarmed it was oddly calming, because I’ve never had such an experience and I remember thinking several times: is this real? am I dreaming?
I think that’s what heaven would be like. Maybe you die and then suddenly you’re swimming in this gorgeous ocean with blinding light. ..
Blinking to clear the haze I looked down and noticed the dissipating foam around me which seemed to move in slow motion. Then as my vision came into full focus I looked up and there was my husband with the fullest expression of joy on his face, grinning at me as he dove over a new wave.
That’s my heaven.
He said:
By far, the beach at Piha and especially the swim in the ocean there. I don't know why, but nothing ever seems as refreshing as a swim in the ocean, especially when the surf is as huge as it was (8-12 feet). This is my new favorite beach in the whole world. Fine black sand, cool water, relatively uncrowded, and the amazing rock and cliff formations that give it an otherworldly backdrop. What a place! (After reading what Kristina wrote, I think she summed it up perfectly, it was pretty much heaven on earth).
Heaven on Earth, Piha Beach West Auckland
A day this awesome deserves a few runners up. So there was also the amazing and huge fish and chips at the Piha RSA along with some delicious beers, made all the better by our working up an appetite and thirst in the sun, sand, and surf; the hike we took prior to the beach and all of the amazing views (and the amazing scent in the air like Kristina said), and our tour guide being such a cool guy.
Worst part of the day...
He said:
Hard to find one really but I guess it is the missed opportunity to stay at Piha even longer for the sunset. Our guide was willing and so was most of our group, but it had to be unanimous and alas it was not.
She said:
We planned to make it to an art exhibit after the beach. But after that much sun I passed out at the hotel around 830pm and didn’t wake up til morning. insert link to no ozone.
Weirdest part of the day?
He said:
The rock formations at Piha. They were so compressed it almost seemed like everything had been concreted together. But it was totally natural. And in some places there were thousands of tiny mussels stuck to them, as well as water dripping down hundreds of feet in places, forming a mini waterfall, and seaweed washed up that looked a lot like squid. Again it felt like a different planet!
She said:
There was a mist everywhere set against an overcast sky. It was hard to tell where the ocean ended and the sky began. It gave the whole day this very lovely dream-like quality.
It’s was a lazy morning of waking up slow and enjoying our last day in the 2 BR suite we lucked into. It’s gonna be tough to leave it for our smaller digs at the Sheraton tomorrow morning.
We wandered through a different part of the city today. Far past the industrial sector we finally found a late breakfast and then hit the Auckland Fish Market for fresh oysters and cocktails.
We enjoyed a boozy day of enjoying the sights, and savoring the possibilities. For the first time on this trip I allowed myself time to play with my camera and use all the manual settings. It was fun, and I’m hoping the risk paid off with some gorgeous photos, although I won’t really know til I get them home and on a bigger screen to edit. It’s kind of nice though, like knowing I have little surprise gifts to open.
good to see this tradition is still going :)
wild plantains or bananas maybe?
we met a booze distributor’s rep at this fun bar
passion fruit sour - yum!
Today is our last morning at the Haka Hotel. I’m going to miss this place.
After an amazing breakfast of avocado toast and chicken mushroom and spinach pie, we checked out of the Haka. Then we traveled just a short distance away to our new home base at the Four Points Sheraton.
Weird sliding doors let you be a total creeper if that’s your thing. \240
Slumming it at the Four Points.
After \240inspecting the new digs I quickly concluded we had indeed been downgraded. Gone was our Nespresso machine, and daily cookies and chocolates. Gone was our full sized refrigerator, stove and microwave. And most painfully, our coveted washing machine was gone too.
We left a few min after our lil photo shoot to try and catch the 1,000 doors exhibit we’d been trying for. Unfortunately we learned some crazy people had broken into the installment at 4am and vandalized it. (It is outdoors in the center of a city park.) So the exhibit was temporarily shut down for repairs.
From there we decided to take the ferry to the neighboring Waiheke Island known for its Syrah.
Best Part of the Day
She Said
Unexpectedly finding that there was an easily accessible swimming beach within walking distance of the wineries. Gotta love those little surprises! I was feeling hot and tired and then a few minutes later we decided to turn down a street not knowing where it lead.
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He Said
Best - Our two impromptu picnics, one on a roadside bench in the shade with an amazing bottle of Pinot grigio and snacks from the backpack. The other with hard ginger beer and manchego, prosciutto and fresh bread from a little market. All mixed with the amazing views and scents of waiheke island.
We tasted some amazing wine at the Mudbrick winery. It was so good we immediately left with a couple of cold bottles to enjoy like maybe 50 or so meters away at a bench.
Keepin it classy. The passerbys were pretty amused to see us drinking straight out the bottle.
Manchego, Prosciutto and more at pur impromptu picnic.
More booze because why not?
Worst Part of the Day?
He Said
Leaving behind our room at Haka hotel. No more balcony with a view of sky tower, no more nespresso and ANZAC cookies. The fourpoints Sheraton isn't too bad, but Haka was awesome.
She Said
Forgetting to bring a swimsuit. I swam in my bra and jean shorts. There was chaffing. Nuff said.
Weirdest Part of the Day?
He Said
Definitely the late night comedy show we went to. They had almost a late night talk show format, with a host at his desk and a music person/co-host. Not too weird sounding right? Well from there the host played trivia games with shots of Jager for prizes, the guests had either had crazy incoherent stories or resorted to shock value to get some laughs. This one comedian \240threw spaghetti on herself and pulled two burgers out of her bra. Lastly, there was a smoothie roulette challenge involving chocolate, cheese, eggs, onions, sardines, and beans and sausage. Funny at times, but mostly just weird!
She Said
Same! That show was so weird I had forgotten about it until just now. It was uncomfortably bad \240comedy where the only laughs were from the sheer awkwardness of it all. It was however a live show so I didn’t take any video out of respect. Mow I kinda wish I would have because there is really no way to describe that train wreck.
Today we just couldn’t get going and didn’t leave our room until after 10am. I blame it on the fact that our Nespresso machine was downgraded to a hot water kettle and a couple of packets of instant coffee granules.
We finally managed to leave the room and had breakfast at a place called Hollywood Cafe. I had a brief conversation with the owner who was originally from ShangHai but raised in LA. He seemed super excited to talk to some Americans. I asked him where he liked living better. He said Auckland was “boring” and he liked LA better. The grass is always greener we agreed.
Next we visited the 1000 doors exhibit. I could literally post a hundred pics and you would still be confused. It was pretty intense.. If you want to see more search #1000doors on instagram.
These little keys were our “tickets” to get into the exhibit. This is the 2nd installment of three works from this artist that have travelled all over Australia and NZ.
This was the entrance.
One of many rooms within the exhibit. Not quite 1000 doors, but you get it. Each door lead to a room or rooms with \240several more doors.
Hidden door within a paneled door. A recording inside the walls made it sound like there was someone trapped inside the walls.
A solitary child’s coat that hung on a rack within one of the rooms.
It was singed and full of holes and rips.
After the exhibit we caught a ferry to Rangitoto Island for an amazing hike, and ended the day with a little shopping and a satisfying dinner.
Best Part of the Day?
She Said
Completing the 1 hour strenuous hike to the summit of Rangitoto and being rewarded with some gorgeous views. It was lovely to simply bask in our accomplishment with other hikers from all over the world.
He Said
We had an amazing hike through lava fields that made it seem like we were hiking on another planet. That was topped off by an incredible 360 view from the summit and a real feeling of accomplishment. Plus it was another good "warm up" hike for our upcoming 12 mile adventure. Bonus best - finally pigging out on a bunch of seafood at Swashbucklers.
Worst Part of the Day?
She Said
We left the summit pretty exhausted, but were motivated to return to the bay quickly, since we had only given ourselves an hour to make it back and catch the LAST return ferry of the day. I was taking the steps down as quickly as I could and was pretty impressed with myself when my husband called out that we were going the wrong way. Indeed I had lead us about 200 stairs in the wrong direction. That was not a fun hike back up all those stairs to get back on track.
He Said
I read the ferry schedule incorrectly, and that delay was the difference between us getting to see other parts of the island and only having time for the summit. It's an island without any food or lodging, strictly just a park, so missing the last ferry out wasn’t an option.
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Weirdest Part of the Day?
She Said
We ended our day with dinner at this cool little spot called Swashbucklers. It was so busy when we got there and I was so hangry that I ordered without really thinking about it. It’s a seafood place, and I ordered.... Nachos. 🤦🏻♀️
That didn’t work out so well. Nachos in NZ are not much like our American version. They were covered in more chili than cheese, and the taste of the chili was sweet like the chili that comes out of a pump for gas station chili dogs.
Also worth mentioning was the stationary bikes they had at the ice cream shop. The idea is you can peddle while you eat your icecream so you can offset the calories. 😳
He Said
The 1000 door exhibit was the essence of weird. Kind of like a haunted house without any cast or actual scary surprises.
“Nachos”
Due to the time difference, I actually got two birthday days this year. 🥰On the morning of Feb 4 (in New Zealand time) we woke up at 5am to be packed up and checked out in time to catch a 6am tour bus.
We boarded a large van and began the 2 hour drive with about 2 dozen other passengers to the city of \240Waitomo. I caught only glimpses of the drive as I fought against sleep the whole way over. Not long after leaving Auckland the landscape quickly changed to gently rolling hills, amd farmland dotted with sheep and cows.
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Then we arrived at the first of the two caves, the Waitomo “Glow worm” caves.
I first learned about “Glow Worms” online. The pictures looked unbelievable, and since they only exist in NZ and Australia and we were visiting both places I had to see them for myself. I didn’t truly expect the real thing to \240live up to the hype. Surely the photos I saw online were photoshopped. I mean, they had to be, right? Wrong! Unfortunately, they didn’t allow photos in this cave, but you can view the promo photo on the tour website here:
http://www.waitomo.com/ruakuri-cave/Pages/default.aspx
or you can simply do a google image search for waitomo glow worms. The experience was like something out of a sci-fi film.
The second cave we entered was “Ruakuri”. If you’ve toured caverns before then you know they can all be similar looking, with only a few really jaw dropping “rooms” in each one. I’ve only ever seen 3 others. Natural Bridge Caverns, just outside SA, TX, Longhorn Caverns in Burnet, TX, and Cave of the Winds in Colorado Springs, CO. None of them were as magnificent as this beauty. The water visibly dripped from all over, \240and at certain points there were splashes that showered the walkways from overhead.It was awesome!
Also worth mentioning there are a few glowworms in the Ruakari cave as well, and they also allow photography in this cave. Here are a few of my favorite shots.
Imagine thousands more of these “glowing” bioluminescent worms and that’s what the Waitomo Caves looked like.
Here a guide points out the sticky string like substance the worms secrete.
Insects are drawn to the glow and become trapped in the worm’s sticky secretions.
A large spiral ramp creates a dramatic entrance to the Ruakari Cave.
The Waitomo Cave’s original entrance has now become its modern day exit where the tours terminate.
Inside gorgeous Ruakari Cave.
Ruakari Cave
Fossil inside Ruakari Cave
After the second cave \240tour we got back on the bus and headed to “Hobbiton” where the Honbit Hole scenes in the “Shire” for Lord of the Rings were filmed. Admittedly, I’m not a mega-fan of this series, but the scenery was beautiful and the stories about the filming and the eccentric perfectionist Director Sir Peter Jackson. were interesting.
After Hobbiton the tour bus dropped us off about an hour down the way at our lodgings in the town of \240Rotorua.
Best Part of the Day
She Said
The caves were the clear winner for me, but a close second was this lovely waking dream feeling I experienced on the tour bus. I fought so hard against sleep on the bus that every time I woke I was simultaneously disoriented \240and overjoyed with excitement as I realized again and again where I was, and marveled at the changing landscape outside the window. This happened. over and over again. \240It was a gift that I was lucky enough to unwrap over the course of several hours.. The meal we had in Rotorua was also the best we’ve had in any restaurant so far. I need to come back to this later and give them a proper review.
The portions were a little disappointing, but the taste more than made up for it.
He Said..
Descending into caves full of brilliant white calcium crystal formations and glow worms on the ceiling that looked like stars in the night sky. And if that wasn't enough there were also places to see the glow worms eerie strands of web hanging down to catch their food, and underground rivers. It was another experience that made me feel like I wasn't on earth anymore.
Worst Part of the Day
She Said
It was a beautiful hot day, and we were glad to have spent much of it underground in the coolness of the Waitomo caves. When we arrived in Rotorua we had two unpleasant surprises.
1. The whole town smells like sulpher. (rotting eggs)
2. Walking into a stuffy HOT room that felt like an oven. Our hotel did not have air conditioning, which meant open windows and that lovely smell singing our nostrils.
Yes. Those are 2 Venice print throw pillows.
Our “Air Conditioner”
The awesome 50’s looking jetted tub was actually quite fabulous.. except that it was in the stink of outdoors.
He Said..
The \2406am departure for our tour meant we were up before 5am to get ready, packed up, and checked out of the hotel. It was a small price to pay for a day so full of cool stuff, but between getting up so early and only having instant coffee, we needed several naps to function. Lucky we had a couple great opportunities on the bus between sites.
The Strangest
He Said..
Our room in rotorua. Where to start. Well first there is the "unique" smell of this entire town. It's full of geothermal activity so a sulphur smell is always in the air. We decided to call it "burnt dog butt" smell. Then we have no AC, so open windows are a must but that continously lets in the smell. Then we had booked this room especially for the “private spa.” \240That turned out to be an unfilled 1950s Era tub. And we saw no less that 5 other hotels on our same block advertising private spas in every room. Notice this isn't in the worst category though, as it all seemed to work out. The evening cooled off so the lack of AC wasn't too bad, the spa actually worked really well (probably because they actually built things to last back then), and even the smell is something that you eventually stop noticing.
She Said
The restaurants had an abundance of outdoor seating. \240We also noticed plenty of folks doing outside pic-nics. I don’t understand why anyone would purposefully choose to eat while experiencing that um.. burnt dog-butt smell. ???
February 5th was my second birthday- time wise this was 2/4 in the U.S. This is the day I opened my birthday cards and grudgingly knowledged that I had indeed reached 40 years of age.
I woke in the middle of the night freezing cold and grabbed the once laughable extra blanket.
We began our day by catching a cab to the rental car office located at the tiny Rotorua airport.
Worth mentioning is that the last time I drove on the left side of the rode was somewhere in the Caribbean around 2006. Also of note; I damaged that vehicle. Suffice it to say I was feeling a little gun shy. My husband Mason was our first driver , and I was feeling confident in his ability up until his very first turn onto the highway. As Americans who drive on the right, our brains are trained to look for traffic approaching in the same manor, and not their opposites. We narrowly avoided an accident.
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A short and terrifying 15 minute drive later and we were back at our room to pack up and check out. Next we found breakfast at a nearby cafe, and purchased some snacks for later at its neighboring bakery.
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Before leaving town we stopped at the public park (name) and marveled at the visibly bubbling mud pits and hot springs and soaked our feet in the public hot spring pool. It was so relaxing I momentarily forgave the smell.
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Then it was on to make the — km drive to Tongariro National Park. Looking at the map, we knew we would drive by Lake Taupo (NZ largest lake) but we were short on time and didn’t plan to stop. Then we saw it and realized we probably should have planned some time here. Thankfully those brilliant Kiwis provide several public beach access areas right off the highway, and we easily found excellent parking just a few meters from the beach.
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Then we completed our drive and checked into Howard’s Lodge inside Tangariro National Park.
Tangariro
Travel from Tangariro to Wellington
Foxton Beach
Hotel Waterloo