Our bad asses were ready to hit the
road. Rotorua was so yesterday and we were ready to skip town. Like
proper gentlemen we decided to partake in a modest breakfast before saying our goodbyes to the township that had treated us so well. We found a modest coffee shop that offered a quick bite. I ordered an eggs Benedict muffin and it
was probably the best breakfast style sandwich I have ever had. Mc
Ds, you better take note.
All gassed up we were ready to go.
Not long after departing town a series
light showers greeted us. Nothing too substantial but I suppose it
was worth noting. After a while beautiful blue skies beamed
down upon us and lifted our spirits.
Driving through the majority of the
north island presented us with a diverse package of landscapes. We
started with the mountains
Followed by the parries
Followed by Kansas
Followed by New Mexico
Followed by small town after small town
We stopped at the first substantial
town and decided to grab some lunch. The deal of
the day seemed to be the butter chicken on rice. We both ordered a
portion.
Not the best meal I have ever had but
the loose tea made up for it. It is important to note that the town
did have one of the more interesting claw machines I have ever seen.
It featured a rather large claw that was designed to grab a rugby
ball.
If I had more dollery doos I think I
could have scored a try on this machine, but it was not to be. After
some down time we adventured on. On our way out of town we realized
we missed our big chance at some comfort food. Would have been neat to see how they messed up a hot dog.
With the sun beaming over us we
continued onto Wellington.
We totally understood all of the posted road signs.
As we pulled into town a strong America
west coast feel swept over us. This city was familiar yet strangely
foreign.
This became especially clear when we
discovered a business named after a euphemisms for genitals. Go
get em ladies.
Our hostel was right in the middle of
the city. And when I say hostel I mean hotel. This hotel apparently
also advertises as a hostel. Regardless it was super nice and the
shower was amazing. The photo you see is in the dark because I forgot
to take one when we arrived. Just try to maintain the magic of the blog
if you can.
We checked in and set out on the city.
Let me tell you that Wellington is pretty awesome. It is the San
Francisco of the Kiwis. There were some very pretty sights.
After some wondering we set off to find
some dinner. We hit the hip street and found a small satay
place that seemed interesting. It did not possess the best decor in
the area but the food looked damn tasty.
After filling our faces we hit a local
pub on the way home. Rugby of some sort was playing and we set our
sights on picking teams so that we could yell obnoxiously at each
other for no reason. It was a good evening and a decent way to wind
down from our day of car travel. Go Swans.
