Back to honks and city lights
To say that i had fun would be an understatement. Try being shipped to a foreign town, with a bag of basic necessities thrown to you, a car and a map (and of cos some duit saku) -- anyone would go crazy (good crazy ppl, good crazy). Even Siku did.
Apart from the couple of oversized shirts i snatched myself from that awesome opshop at Taopo, i didn't do any shopping. *clap hand clap hand* This trip is by far the most genuinely refreshing family trip we've had so far. Our previous escapades always fell in the retail/food quarter. But this trip was definitely--refreshing. Plus. there were 11 of us, family friends who were jokers, all the more.
My favourite was prawn fishing down at Huka prawn farm. All catch could be taken back home or cooked for you for no charge. Pretty good deal. So good we went back there for a second round. Sat there for hours under the hot sun catching those 30 poor prawns, steaming it with its own stock and then downing it like it was sweet sweet candy.
You see that head there with those 2 lil black eyes. Lookin so cute--ya that's the best part.
Chomping on mackerel + cucumber sandwiches
Mum/ Aunty Sam
Full-on. Caught 8. Don't mess.
Samwee told me to definitely check out Luge and Zorb. and now im telling everyone to definitely check it out the next time u go to the north islands. It was so awesome i felt like a 12 year old giggling nincompoop flashing too much teeth and looking very ugly. but still. it was fun.
So this is Zorb.
They drive u up the hill. and then they make conversation to distract u cos u look like a coward about to pee in your knickers. They ask about ur home country and rave about how they love Malaysia. and the next thing u know. you get put into this massive bouncing ball containing water. they trap u in. they roll u down the hill. and then those few seconds in the ball would consist of u crazy laughing with ur lil sister, holding up ur pants to save ur gluteus maximus's grace and missing a whole lot of ur bf.all in all one hell of a ride.and the rest as they say..is history.
i can guarantee: you'll come out of the Zorb lookin like a wet crazy baboon flashing a million dollar gum infested smile and a whole lot of perky chest. billion dollar shot.
nincompoop in luge for you. super awesome.
My family's rear end
and then u have the usual mud pools, sulphur pools, thermal dadas...
unless anyone really enjoys the aromatic scent of sulphur which incidently (in my opinion) smells like a week-old fart. skip this.
Would definitely recommend splashing a few yellow nz notes hiring a boat for trout fishing. We headed in 2 seperate boats. brought home 4 trouts with one sent to the smoke house. Bake it. Fry it. Steam it. Raw it.
I sliced a piece for myself to try and almost puked. Our catch fair badly compared to the other boat that caught the better trout. and we thought we could have freshly sliced sashimi on the boat. we wish. so i ended up working the kitchen and making the family some bake trout. At least they didnt puke.
we love raisins, tuna and crackers on boat
Surviving this trip without a sense of time and day, no hp line, no internet access, no shopping-away from everything and anything was truly awesome. Of cos the earthquake we felt brought along some excitement to the whole trip. Well well. as a true blue kiwi would say--- Haere Mai.
Fingers crossed that my honoured guests wore eye-patches on one eye. make it both eyes. At least that way i could still save LCB's grace from THINGS. ugly THINGS. very ugly THINGS. 
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