Racing back to Auckland

Trip Start Jun 05, 2008
Trip End Jul 10, 2008

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Sunday, June 22, 2008

We pretty much slept the whole way back across the Cook Straits to Wellington. We arrived fresh and ready to put in the miles from Wellington to Taupo.

Lisa was clearly more eager than I'd figured. I was reading a newspaper when suddenly I heard a muffled whimper in the drivers seat beside me. It seems she'd hit a fairly high speed in the car while over-taking a slow driver on a straight downhill. We'd passed a cop car coming in the opposite direction and once again, me being a smart-arse, I reassured her they couldn't clock you while driving in the opposite direction. The flashing lights in the rear view mirror said otherwise.

Lisa is the most careful and law-abiding driver, I should point out. Sometimes so careful that she drives me to distraction. That's what made this so funny. The policeman couldn't have been nicer, but Lisa was mortified. I thought he'd ask to see in to boot because she'd gotten so flustered by it all. I took discrete pics of Lisa in the front of the cop car, something to put over the mantlepiece.

We set off again with a fairly hefty fine, but at least Lisa's days of wanton speed limit abuse were over.

We got into Taupo and ended up staying in the same motel as the last time we passed through. And pretty much nothing else happened the whole way back to Auckland. We drove over the lovely desolate Desert Road and watched as the landscape became more and more urban. Once we hit the highways of Auckland we tried out a few stops, first Mount Eden, where there were a few Backpackers. After ruling all of those out we head for the posh seaside spot of Devonport, but realised it was pretty expensive here and there was nothing really available, so we dashed back across town to Mount Eden again and settled in the Oaklands Lodge.

We dropped our Thermo King car back to Willie and Kaye out in South Auckland and gave them our profound thanks. It was really a kind thing for Willie to do. We couldn't have done anything without the car. It's now time to try and get jobs. How depressing is that. We're stuck in a little blue cell of a room in backpackersville, while the rain lashes outside, looking for jobs that neither of us want to do.
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