Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Where the hell is Kaikohe? - by Dan 'Supertramp' Jenkins


Hello all, it has been a little while hasn't it? (Insert cheeky/smiley face)

At this very moment I am sitting in a place called the 'pickled parrot' writing this blog while Damien is sleeping on a couch in front of me. What a week we have had since we last posted, although I do need to think what has happened.

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Cool beans, we shall start from the beginning...which makes chronological sense...

So we spent a lot of our time last week in a place called Taupo. It is absolutely gorgeous and while the weather was not at its kindest the local people were. The family that hosted us (thanks Mich'ael) were lovely and we were pretty close to everything that was going on.

Exciting things:

Being invited to dinner with the welsh team.
Asking the Welsh team bus driver for directions to their public training day while the team struggled past my huge frame to get on the bus.

At the end of this week however we had our next crunch game against Manu Samoa. So as we mentally prepared ourselves (and our pampers) for what we knew was going to be a 'squeaky bum-time' game we trotted off to watch the Irish against the Wallabies.

Honestly, I knew there were a lot of Irish people in the world, randomly popping up in places that even god had forgotten existed but I did not know HOW many was in NZ. They are everywhere, seriously...everywhere. I think it can warrant being called a pandemic, or a paddydemic if you will. But all this helped to make, what I think was, the best game so far in the tournament. The night out afterwards was horrible, I won't bore you with the details but it involved $9 beers, a man called Keith and tequila.

Makes me shudder just thinking back to it...

Then came the Wales v Samoa game. Good seats, decent second half performance and Leigh Halfpenny. That is all that I want to say about that...

Now we get to the present/recent present/just gone past past. We are in a place called Paihia (I think) which is a lovely coastal town on the tip of the north Island. Went to see where the two seas meet (Pacific and Tasman) and maybe did not warrant the 3-4 hour drive there...gorgeous but just not epic enough for my liking. I thought the waves would be well big and impressive like innit.

Especially as we spent the trip back praying for a petrol station that sold diesel.

One thing that has really hammered home though is the fact that no-one lives outside of the major cities. There are just no cars on the road...only stupid dogs that have a death wish and want desperately to run in front of our car while we are doing 80kmh (we missed it thanks to Damien's spectacular swerving.)

So now we are pretty le tired. So we are taking our (respective) naps and then we shall go get some lovely sea food...

Again we shall try and upload our videos, there are quite a few more, but it is quite difficult due to the fact that we have little megabites. It means we can't upload and stuff, its all so technical so won't bore you with that either, but I definitely know what it means so whatever.

Catch you soon campers

Dan and Damien 'Im a sleepy woofter' Engelhardt



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