Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Day 1 - 66

Day 001 – 008
We landed in Fiji on December 2nd. Getting off the airplane with its dry recycled air and stepping into a moist tropical morning was an incredible feeling. It was so completely different from Canada. We spent our first three nights at a resort on an island in the Yasawa group. It was so beautiful, white sandy beaches, clear blue ocean, and lush green jungle. There was world class snorkelling right at our doorstep. One of the highlights was a guided trek to the local mountain top (Thank you Aunty Patty!). Our last four nights were spent on the main island at a hostel/resort up in mountains. Without an ocean to dip into, we truly experience the heat and humidity. I have never been so warm! By about eleven it was almost too oppressive to move. At three in the afternoon, just when I was convinced I would soon melt, rain clouds would begin to build in the distant mountain tops. They would finally arrive around five and release a brief torrent of cool rain. I have never experienced such relief from the weather; it was a truly awesome experience. As soon as the rain came, countless frogs would sneak out of every crack and cranny and leap into the down poor. It looked like they knew what they were doing so we were quick to follow. 

Day 008 - 012
We arrived in Auckland, New Zealand on December 9th and spent four days in the city. It is a nice city, however, quite a contrast from our lazy week in Fiji and was frankly a little shocking. We saw some cool city attractions, including an aquarium with a moving walkway through tunnel shaped tanks and the tallest building in the southern hemisphere. The thing I remember most is people, whole families sometime, walking around in bare feet. Right downtown! Apparently its pretty normal.
We stayed at the ACB Base hostel as organized for us by IEP, the working holiday organization we belong to. IEP has been great, they offered us orientation on arrival, two night accommodation, and whole host of services and information like cheap car insurance and free internet. ACB however, was not so great. It was a big noisy hostel with cranky staff. We were ready to leave it and the city to meet our Helpx hosts.
Day 012 – 022
Helpx is a lot like WOOFFing; we work four hours a day in exchange for room and board. Our first host were a couple in their seventies, Charles and Virginia, who lived in Pukekohe a suburb of Auckland.
Virginia and Charles, were wonderful. Charles is a doctor who works in the village on weekdays and builds model airplanes on the weekends. His airplanes are remote controlled and he enters them is competitions around the country. While we were there, he was preparing to go to nationals. Virginia is an incredibly busy and incredibly generous woman. She was so kind to us; she helped us buy our car and sort out our bank accounts, answered millions of “first timer” questions and gave us great advice. She runs a macadamia nut farm with the help of her “Project Manager” Ross. On the farm she also has a few avocado trees and the cutest hairy pigs. One of her sows had piglets, they were so sweet! I’m pretty sure a baby hairy pig would get a long really well with llamas…
Reed and I spent most of our time sorting, weighing, cracking, and testing macadamia nuts. We also did a little gardening, some minor land clearing and were in charge of burying possums. Possums are a very unwelcome pest in New Zealand, it seems everyone shoots, traps, and poisons them. But apparently they make great socks…   
We were with Virginia and Charles for about two weeks, we really couldn’t have asked for better first Helpx hosts. They were lovely, we are hoping to see them again soon.
We left Pukekohe on December 23 and came to beautiful Russell, “the hell hole of the Pacific.” But more on that later…
-eh

3 comments:

  1. i think we need to have a little elaboration on "apparently they make good socks"....

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  2. Yea... and wats all this "hellhole of the Pacific" stuff?

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  3. Possum fur makes great socks! Very popular... and back in the day Russell was a very rough sailer/whaling town often referred to as "the hellhole of the pacific". Its very nice now though.

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