Horse loose on the road as we drove
(needless to say, traffic stopped)
Another twisty water drive today, campers, this time on sealed road instead of gravel.
NZ's has a land mass of 103,00 square miles (it's about the size of Colorado) but has 9,404 miles of coastline. I don't think we've seen it all yet.
Our last stop is in wee Waiomu, precariously perched on the Firth of Thames, and the Seaspray Motel, old-school Kiwiana lodging perfect for eating our remaining food and re-packing.
If it were any closer to the water we'd need snorkels.
We walked a few blocks up to the cafe, it and the bait shop the only services around.
I'm having a mussel burger and Art mussel chowder (wait, are we in the bait shop?)
Then a stroll across the street to the expansive seaside park and the beach.
A woman juggling a hot cup of tea and a book saw us walking and said: are you visiting? When we answered yes she said heartily "welcome to NZ!" (and our hearts broke a little).
There are some unusual trees in this park, with beards made of roots that have been trimmed to create thick, fanlike mats. I must ask our host what they are.
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