(For the purposes and good storytelling and enjoyment, let’s forget that I was ill with pneumonia the entire time we were in New Zealand.)
Rotorua stinks. Sadly, I am being literal, due to the vast amount of sulphur emanating from Lake Rotorua, 90% of the time we were outdoors, the air stank!
You might have noticed from the last post that I had started to begin feeling ill. Ian had already had a cold when he got on in the plane in London, but seemed to recover relatively quickly. I, on the other hand, started off feeling tired, which I put down to jet lag, and with a bit of a cough.
Over the next week it all became decidedly worse. Continue reading
So, we left England on Sunday 29th November and arrived in New Zealand on Tuesday 2nd December. We lost a day on the way somewhere due to the time difference but it really didn’t matter. We were both pretty tired by the time we landed in Auckland but luckily our lovely friends April and Pete picked us up from the airport and immediately made us feel welcome. We managed to stay awake until the afternoon and even managed a trip to the city after our hosts had gone off to work. Surprisingly we went to the pub! Continue reading
We packed like travellers, with collapsible pint glasses, a Swiss army knife and flip flops, all squeezed into brand new backpacks. We wore our comfy travelling clothes ( much needed for the 29 hours in flight ahead) and some might say we looked scruffy enough to be the part.
Then we entered the No1 lounge! It might have been 10am but the wine was included and there were croissaints…Obviously we did not expect the rest of the trip to be like this, but thought that we might as well start out with a little treat. Continue reading