It would not be possible to travel any slower than this, as in fact, we are stuck. Our resident spiders have weaved their webs time and time again in the corners of our outdoor terrace while we have been, not busy, on our Kiwi get-a-way.
In seven weeks you can see quite a lot of a country. However, we opted for settling nicely in Okere Falls close to Rotorua, unpacking our bags and filling our fridge with fresh local produce. It is only five minutes to the Kaituna river for a quick paddle, world-class mountain biking awaits within thirty minutes in Rotorua and it takes just over half an hour to get to the coast with its surf beaches. It is all here.
I even got a one-month membership to the local gym. I’m almost ashamed to admit it!
The brochure pile on the kitchen table keeps growing with exciting destinations I would be curious to experience, but instead of trying to take in whole of New Zealand, as a tourist, I still rather stay almost put, and get to know one region little better and almost feel like a local in the end.
Okere Falls has a strong kayakers’ community and my husband was here on his last visit little over ten years ago. It was through his contacts and friends we found this little bach, a kiwi summer cottage, to be our home for a month. Or as it seems more likely now, the whole seven weeks we are here in New Zealand.
We are not going to stay hiding in our bach for the seven weeks though. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore and cicadas singing are accompanying me as I sit on the porch of our simple campsite cabin, with a cold glass of local white wine and enjoy the coolness of the evening after the humidity of a hot day. We put our little travel van to test and have now settled in the small beach village of Hahei in Coromandel for couple of nights. Although I think we just might stay one or two nights longer.
See, we take it slowly. But delightfully so.