If I had a dollar for every time I’ve driven from Auckland to Tauranga and back I’d have, well, lots of dollars. Now that I don’t have crying babies, screaming toddlers, or kids who want to stop at every playground on the way I try to mix the journey up a little. Sometimes I takeContinue reading “Rimming Martha”
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Falling into a night in the gorge
When I met my first (and current) husband, he lived in Auckland and owned a house. I lived in Tauranga and owned a fridge and a very nice set of German knives. When we combined our lives, we decided it was easier to move my fridge and knives to Auckland than for him to moveContinue reading “Falling into a night in the gorge”
Napier: A flying visit
Flying would have been an excellent way to visit Napier for a quick trip, I however elected to drive. In my defence, I only decided on Wednesday morning that I would head to Napier on Friday for the weekend, by this time flights were pricey. By Wednesday afternoon I changed plans and opted to leaveContinue reading “Napier: A flying visit”
You can’t beat happiness
Day 14 – our last full day of the holiday. Tomorrow night we start the long schlep back to NZ from Paris. Well before leaving home I booked Disneyland tickets for the three Scotts who wanted to visit. Murray had some work to do in Paris, so after we had filled ourselves from the brilliantContinue reading “You can’t beat happiness”
Trains, more trains and Ubermobiles
Day 12 was a day of using nearly every mode of transport under the sun and making a return to backpacking. But first, we started with a lazy morning at the hotel packing up after a week of being stationary then getting an Uber to Slough Station. (The faces you make when your parents forceContinue reading “Trains, more trains and Ubermobiles”
Last days in London
It was a short walk from Waterloo Station to The London Dungeon, here we had unfinished business. In 2012 when Kennedy was nine and Christian was six the three of us visited this attraction. We got maybe ⅔ of the way through before one of the children was so freaked out we had to exitContinue reading “Last days in London”
A fractured family
Day 7 – a week of our holiday has gone by already and we are settling into something of a routine. Murray and I wake up at ‘old person o’clock’, somewhere between 6 and 7am. Murray ambles down to the local supermarket to pick up a newspaper and milk, and I message the kids toContinue reading “A fractured family”
Slough – ‘where life is stationery’
‘Not here you don’t. This hotel has been closed for years,’ are not the words you want to hear when you arrive at the hotel you think you’ve got a reservation in for the next week. My first thought was we’d be somehow scammed. Had I booked on a fake Holiday Inn website? But fromContinue reading “Slough – ‘where life is stationery’”
Backpacking – a blessing or a curse?
Day 5 – I think… I’ve gone into holiday mode where I’m never exactly sure of the time or day of the week, let alone how long ago we left NZ. When deciding how we were going to travel we opted to each take a backpack. The method to this madness was that it wouldContinue reading “Backpacking – a blessing or a curse?”
Tant de marche à Paris
Travel tips. Who doesn’t love them? I’m going to chuck in the odd thing I’ve learned along the way … I’d love to hear your favourite travel tips. Travel tip #1 – Flying – My advice is to reserve your seats early, but the day before your flight review your booking and look for sectionsContinue reading “Tant de marche à Paris”
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