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How the mighty fall! From a 4 bedroom house with all mod cons, to a long drop toilet, wooden shed, and treading in cow sh#t! But before I go into that, a bit about our journey.
We visited 2 lakes, Rotoiti and Rotorua, sadly in the rain, but managed to get some good photos, and just about managed to eat our - you guessed it - wraps minus the sandflies. The journey to our 'Bach' (wooden shed) took us through fords, cowfields and countryside dotted with poplars - crazy tall thin trees. Although we had stopped to pick up supplies in town, we forgot the axe and toilet paper. So, a Challenge Anneka style run to our friendly neighbours (15 min drive!!) surpisingly proved to be fruitful. What would you guys think if I turned up at your place asking for an axe??!!
To Steve and Alwin this seemed to be quite a normal request, and after letting us use their facilities waved us off on our merry way. More to the point, what were WE thinking? WE were staying in the middle of nowhere, in a wooden shed, with a guy we'd known for only a few days wielding an axe!!! I know this may seem like a foolish choice, but he'd tempted us with $100 worth of whitebait, cooked NZ style - patties in between two slices of white bread. While Sean got cracking and the fire and patties, Todders and I had a Changing Rooms like moment in the bedroom. Check out the before and after photos. Carol Smiley would have been proud, and was achieved with zero budget.
The toileting experience is one that I feel I have to share with you. Trudging through the undergrowth, armed with a torch and trying to avoid the cow pats to get to the shack toilet (essentialy a hole in the ground with a roof over it), was a challenge that we almost succeeded in - tragically, a metre from the front door of the bach, I did the inevitable whilst the other two fell about laughing and took photos of my shoeprint, clearly visible in the now squished pat! Once they'd stopped laughing, we settled down for a night of drinking, cards and the most fantastic whitebait patties I will ever have - thanks again Sean, they were sensational!
Having debated whether or not to set an alarm, we decided against it, as given we were in a bach, freezing cold, in the middle of the woods with no curtains in damp bunk beds (sorry mum), we assumed we'd be awake bright and early. 10.30 saw our eventual rise to the kitchen for alledgedly the best bacon in the world. We weren't impressed, and the soggy muffins did nothing to improve the situation. So we packed up Johnny and headed to Sean's mum's to use the facilities. Turns out, that in a small town, you get away with nothing, and she was already aware of our imminent arival (we asume either the guy in the corner shop, or our axe lending friends had given her a heads up). Towels were on standby and an invitation to use the shower. While we got ourselves clean, Sean sorted out Johnny, giving him a good shower in the back garden to rid him of cow poo.
Then sadly he waved us off, saying goodbye not only to his newfound friends, but also his entire DVD collection - we think this was more a ploy to get us to come back on our way up, which we will definitely do. Sean - you are a diamond geezer - thanks again for everything (interesting how we ended up thanking our hitch hiker?).
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