You know what's embarrassing? Going for a run the morning you're supposed to vacate a host's house, and then locking yourself out when no one is home. You end up needing to wait on the doorstep for an hour waiting for the daughter to come home and let you in. We were a little red in the face, but at least it wasn't too cold and it wasn't raining. But Lisa, Martin and Megan, you were great hosts. Thanks so much!
I admit it, I'm getting a bit shaggy.
Our host lives in the neighborhood of Lower Hutt called Waterloo, which looked a lot like this. Nice little houses, with looming green hills in every direction. A little wiff of home, when we walked over the train tracks, sort of like we did every day in JP.
We decided to walk from Waterloo to the area in Lower Hutt known as Petone (Peh-Tony), and then up one of those looming hills to Korokoro (core-o core-o), to another couchsurfing host. We knew we'd walk along the water a bit, and that it was about 5 miles total. We didn't know that the new house would offer this view:
Or this one:
Life is hard when you are couchsurfing and funemployed.
Marieke and Peter were lovely hosts, and only asked that we make something "American" for dinner. That's their thing: they like guests in their enormous rental house, and in exchange for a place to stay and these views, dinner periodically. We did roast chicken, salad, and broiled cruciferous plants. Tasty.
We also shared the house with a brother and sister from Margarita Island in the Caribbean. They were wonderful to talk to: She currently lives in Venezuela, and he in Dresden.
Wow....the views!
In any case, the next day we had ferry tickets to the south island, so while we were shopping for food, we picked up a special object, you'll have to wait until I get to the next few posts to see it, but the hint is this: Our friend Todd told us it helps a lot when it comes to getting a ride (i.e. hitchhiking), and we were planning on traveling the next day by sticking out our thumbs quite a bit.
To adventure!
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