We had the local beach to ourselves, after Quinne chased all the seagulls away that is.
Beck was a little cross that he had to view things from the Beck pack.
There’s always so much to discover in the tide pools.
The accommodations ranged from campsites to fancy beachside villas. If you’re on a budget, perhaps you don’t mind staying in a container? New Zealand imports more than it exports, so shipping containers are plentiful. They’re weatherproof and easily transported.
They made use of cinema seats in the entrance hall…
These seem luxurious after being cooped up in our caravan for two months now. The lack of space is getting to us a little. Living in a caravan is like wiping your bum in a phone booth. You can do it, but you miss the space after a while – especially if you’re not the only one in the phone booth. We’ll appreciate a house when we finally settle down.
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This area looks wonderful. I saw a program on french tv about an area in london on the waterfront where all the live/work spaces were made out of containers. All painted in various colours, it looked lovely.
Has Quinne a kiwi accent yet? Love Mum
Hi guys
Great fotos as usual and we love keeping up with your journey.- love the crapping in a phone booth analogy, I can just picture it! Looks like Kele wants to sell you something...ignor it. Your blog is just perfect the way it is...we love it and all of you. xxxxlara
ah, so it has been two months already? does it feel that long to you guys? i really can't tell you how nice it is to come to this blog and see what you guys are doing. i am not sure that i have thanked you well enough for providing me with such a beautiful glimpse into your lives. i just love it. it's exquisite, really. and certainly the second best thing to being there. i feel so lucky just to get to see so much of new zealand through you. jenn
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