We have been picking up some shells to bring home because Tonga has some rad shells, and they’re free souvenirs. One from yesterday keeps going missing. I found it in the corner of a shelf last night and thought maybe it had rolled away so I put it back with the group. When we found it on the floor this morning, half way across the room, we realized there’s a little guy livin’ in there.
We have a full day to explore Vava’u on our bikes, so decide to cycle out as far as we can to make the most of it. The Botanical Gardens are at the furthest east end of the mainland and seem like the only real thing to do today.
One last boat ride through the crystal clear waters between Kapa and Vava’u mainland. The sky is overcast and it’s windier than ever so I think we’ve really killllled it with the weather. Our poor boat driver is getting absolute smacked by waves and is soaked by the time we reach land. So sorry mate.
It’s finally clear enough to catch an amazing sunrise outside our bungalow. The weather forecast has been unreliable, but is looking up!
Chesney says he’s never seen me so chipper so early in the morning. Usually I’m a troll at this hour (second part are my words, not his, don’t worry). But it’s a special occasion! Today we’re swimming with WHALES!
Today we’re moving on from Tongatapu to Vava’u. Before coming to Tonga I assumed Vava’u would be a nearby island. That’s usually how countries work, right? Island groupings within a reasonable distance? Well not really in this case. Vava’u is an hour’s flight away, about as far from the neighbouring country of Niue as from the Tongan capital. At least that somewhat explains why our tickets cost so much.
It’s finally time for Tonga! I’ve been dying to go to some of the pacific islands since moving to New Zealand, so when my boyfriend and I found flights for $380NZD (250USD) return, we had to jump on it.
Another sunny weekend, so you know what that means… another road trip!
This time we’re heading down to Lake Taupo and Mt. Rupehu, and bringing Chesney’s best friend with us. Ryan is heading off to Indonesia for 7 weeks starting this Monday, and is trying to squeeze in some bro time before he goes. I think that’s precious, but I’m not staying home, so we will all be broing it out together.
Ummm… hi there. Remember me? It’s been a while. I’ve been having so much fun in New Zealand, I almost forgot to write about it! That, and it’s mostly just been me going to work and chillin’ with my pals, which doesn’t exactly make for quality writing material.
Since the last time I posted I’ve acquired a boyfriend; life comes atcha fast. He’s super cool and down for adventures so we’ve been visiting different areas around Auckland on the weekends, which has kept me busy. Last night though, we decided we’d change it up a bit and make the 3 hour drive down to Rotorua. Today.
I did some math (okay, counting) the other day and realized I’ve now lived in 4 countries, in 11 different apartments and had 34 different flatmates over the past 7 years. Whoa.
You’d think after doing something over and over again you’d learn from it – 10,000 hours, right? Well I’ve now spent easily more than 10,000 hours in shared accommodation and have to admit I’m still learning. My experiences though, both good and bad, have helped me compile a list of things to look out for that make house hunting a little easier.