Day 17 - Yesterday we drove through some road work and were advised to wash our vehicle ASAP (which we didn't)...thought to myself 'maybe a light overnite shower, courtesy of mother nature, would be the ticket to take care of this for us'... be careful what you wish for... :( it did start raining overnight and was a deluge by 8AM. it reminded us of the poem (by A. Hill-Walker) we found at Milford Sound during our last visit here... 'it rained and rained and rained, the average fall was well maintained, and when the tracks were simply bogs, it started raining cats and dogs...' (some homework for you - do an internet search for the whole poem - we can't be doing everything for you - we're on vacation!). it just kept coming down and the puddles on the lawn turned into lakes, and no amount of running or hopping helped to keep us dry. nothing to do but drive. we got as far as the first 'mall' in Whangarei and went in to wait for it to let up. this was a good opportunity to check out some prices for housewares, beds, electronics, etc. at what seemed to be a good quality store. Not a big surprise that things are more money here, but not by a huge amount. As we continued on our way checking out some neighbourhoods on the coastline and finally returing to downtown Whangarei, the rain stopped and the sun tried to peek out. It is much milder here at night than in Auckland - and much nicer when taking our evening constitutional... and speaking of strolls, we happened to find a motorcamp in Tikipunga, beside the Whangarei Falls. 
It was another trip down memory lane, as we've definitely been here before. It was also our first trip to the supermarket (we now have the technology to cook)... my goodness - we stumbled onto a Stupidstore clone... now this is where things get expensive! 6 eggs for $1.90...$1.70 for 1 medium tomato...$1.65 for a tiny red capsicum... anyway, we bought some lamb to bbq and made a salad - it was loverly with our wine and choccy bikkies, and tea... A note for all of you non-kiwis: apparently, people here DO NOT address other people's children. it sends the kiddies into a bit of a panic (wide eyed, tongue tied and searching desperately for mom). if you must, ask an adult about peanut butter...perhaps it was the unfamiliar lack of accent... or maybe that 'special' smile I save for the young'uns (my kids know it well)...or maybe,just maybe, it is rude to speak of peanut butter?
It was another trip down memory lane, as we've definitely been here before. It was also our first trip to the supermarket (we now have the technology to cook)... my goodness - we stumbled onto a Stupidstore clone... now this is where things get expensive! 6 eggs for $1.90...$1.70 for 1 medium tomato...$1.65 for a tiny red capsicum... anyway, we bought some lamb to bbq and made a salad - it was loverly with our wine and choccy bikkies, and tea... A note for all of you non-kiwis: apparently, people here DO NOT address other people's children. it sends the kiddies into a bit of a panic (wide eyed, tongue tied and searching desperately for mom). if you must, ask an adult about peanut butter...perhaps it was the unfamiliar lack of accent... or maybe that 'special' smile I save for the young'uns (my kids know it well)...or maybe,just maybe, it is rude to speak of peanut butter?
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You should know peanut butter is unknown Down-Under. They like Marmite!
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