We ended our New Zealand
trip with a bang by spending that past couple days in the Northlands! We stayed
up in Paihia right in the Bay of Islands.
It was beautiful! The bay is made up of about 188 islands and we got to visit
every one of them! Just kidding! We really only saw two. It was a blast.
Just like
in Queenstown we stayed in another X Base hostel, but this one turned out to be
a little fancier. It had a tiny bean shaped pool and a very fickle hot tub. We
were also lucky enough to avoid the whole night club scene…this hostel wasn’t
quite as hoppin’. Hahha.
On our
first day we woke up early and arrived just in time to get caught in a small
rainstorm. The rain didn’t bother us too much though because at this point,
we’re all very used to it. We walked around the little town and went to the
grocery store to buy supplies for our few days.
The next
morning we woke up early, jumped in the vans and headed off towards 90 Mile
Beach. I was so excited because this is what I volunteered to research back in
our prep class in October. The beach is actually a highway. You have to wake up
early eough if you want to beat the tide. It also turns out that it’s not
actually 90 miles. It’s more like 80 something kilometers. Still, it’s a very long
beach. One of the best parts was that we were the only
three vehicles on the entire beach so we could go however fast we wanted! It
was so fun! We had races and some of the cars rode in and out of the tide.
After a while of driving we turned off and started to head
down a freshwater river that fed into the ocean. We had been traveling not very
long when we realized that the big van that usually brings up the rear was not
behind us. Immediately James turned around to find them. I think he had a hunch
about what might have happened. It turned out he was right. The big white van
was completely stuck in the sand and all the girls had gotten out and were
trying to push it!
We all
jumped out of our van and tried to help too. It must have looked kind of
funny…to see a group of 20 young girls trying to push a huge van out of the
mud. We would all scream when the tires spun and splattered half of us with wet
sand. James tried to flag down a car that passed by, but they didn’t stop. A
couple minutes later another car passed by and stopped without any of us
asking. Two very big Maori men got out and came to our aid. They told us that
the best thing to do would be to try to dig out each one of the tires and
they’d go and find blocks of wood. When they came back we all got out of our
trenches we’d dug around the wheels and got ready to push again. Right before
we were about to give it another try one of the tour buses stopped and the
driver came out to help us as well! With all their help and the awesome
strength of 20 girls we were able to successfully push the van out of the sand!
We all were shouting and celebrating…it was quite the feat.
It was also
sort of funny because as soon as we’d escaped we almost got stuck again! They
wouldn’t let any of us back in the van because it would then be too heavy so we
had to trudge along after it. James yelled to Chris to keep going and not stop!
He said that if we stopped the van would start to sink again so Chris floored
it and left us all in the dust. After a couple minutes James came back to pick
us up in his van, but still wouldn’t stop for us! He told us we would all have
to jump into the back while he was still driving. It was so funny. We made it
to the sand dunes in the end!
I hadn’t been “sand duning” since I’d lived in New
Mexico. We used to take card board boxes and make
sleds out of them to slide down the white sand dunes. This was just a little
bit different. For starters…the hill looked like a vertical drop. Also, the
sand was blowing so hard it felt like millions of tiny little pins were
pricking into every part of me. I think sand got into every crevice possible. I
was chewing sand all afternoon. It was very worth it though. After hiking to
the top of the dune (which was a very “rough as guts” workout, by the way) we
took turns riding boogie boards down to the bottom. It was so fun!
After the
sand dune we piled into the vans once again and drove off to the Northern-most
point of New Zealand. It’s called Cape
Reinga. Brittany,
Mandy and I ran down the entire path because we wanted to be the very first in
our group to reach the most-northern point of New Zealand. There was a small
light house with a sign that pointed in all different directions toward cities
all over the world. This is also the point where the Tasman Sea
meets the Pacific Ocean. The really cool part was that
if you looked really closely you could see the two different shades of blue
meeting at a certain point. Maybe I was just seeing what I wanted to see…but
that’s definitely what it looked like. It was so pretty. I wish that pictures
did it justice.
The next day it ended up raining allllll day. It was
supposed to be our beach day so instead we all went out to the movies. I
watched a very, very interesting movie called John Carter. I’d never actually
heard of it before. I was glued to the screen the entire time. Haha, partially
because it was so crazy I was trying to make sense of it all. Here’s a little
preview for your viewing pleasure:
Later that
night, after it got dark, one of the girls requested that we all go for a late
night swim for her birthday. It was such a good idea. I was so scrared! There
are very few things scarier or more mysterious to me than dark water. But
that’s what made it so exciting!
The coolest
part was that as we moved around the water glowed! Not kidding! The water was
black but all around our legs it was a light, florescent blue. We found out
later that it was a result of bioluminescence…just like our glow worm friends
in the caves. It was so pretty.
On Sunday we were lucky enough to visit yet another new
church building. It was the smallest of all the wards we’d visited so far on
all our trips…in fact, it was so small it was actually a branch. I have to say
though, that I think this one was my favorite. They were all so excited to have
us and we really did make up more than half of the congregation. It was fast
and testimony meeting so we were privileged to hear the testimonies of many of
the members and to hear how much they love the Gospel.
A kind
family invited us all over for dinner that afternoon after church. I think
that’s one thing that I’ll never get over…how giving everyone in this country
is to us. Only about half of our group ended up going over to their house and
they seemed disappointed that there were not more of us. They were prepared to
feed all of us! They made bowls and bowls of fry bread and a very delicious
apple dessert.
They have a
family tradition where guests have to stand on the table, tell all about
themselves and then sing a song. We were all invited-or required-to participate
in this tradition.
One of the
daughters in the family happened to work at the Waitangi Treaty grounds and
asked us if we’d been up there to see it. We hadn’t and we told her it was
because it cost $25 a person to get onto the grounds. She was so surprised,
telling us that we couldn’t come all the way up here and NOT see it! She very
sneakily texted her coworker and found out when her boss was going on break so
that she could sneak us all in through the “coastline walk”. It was so fun! And
I felt so rebellious!
We were able
to see another mariye and learn a lot about the ancient Maori culture. She
taught us all about their different gods and how they believed that humans were
created from clay. That is why the color red is so prominent in many of their
sculptures and paintings. The black and white symbolize the contrasting forces
of dark and light in the world that we live in.
We also got
to see the actually treaty that was signed! It was cool looking at it so
closely. She told us that because the Maoris didn’t speak or write in English
that they signed with a “mark” rather than a name. The Europeans filled in the
names next to the mark titling each line as “the mark of ______”. Some of their
marks are really interesting.
The next day we did something very incredible. We had all
been praying for good weather the night before and we were in luck. It wasn’t
sunny, but it was still a nice enough day to take a boat out and SWIM
WITH DOLPHINS. Yes, out in the open ocean. How cool is that?? If there was a
more perfect way to finish off our trip I couldn’t think of one.
It took a little while to find them because they don't just swim up to you. We were all jumping up and down with excitement when we heard them announce that they had found a pod close by.
After our
dolphin excursion everyone was a little tired and worn out. That night we had a
whole group FHE and had a lesson on finances. It was the best object lesson
I’ve ever had because at the very end, to model padding a budget, we were all
given $115 each that had been leftover! Then we all passed around pieces of
paper that we all signed saying what we loved about the other person. It was a
very perfect ending.
On the way
home we stopped at New Zealand’s
largest tree. I’ve never seen a tree so fat in my life. We all said our
goodbyes and took tons and tons of pictures. I’m still in the country and I
miss everyone already.
Other highlights of this trip included:
Visiting an Angelican church building
Hard-boiling 28 eggs
Eating Ramen Noodles of every single meal
Playing on the beach
Eating at James' favorite fish n' chips shop
Buying an island dress
Trying on what I thought was a dress and finding out that it was actually pants
Pretending to be a hermit crab
Taking a Sunday stroll on the beach