We had parked the camper van near to a picnic table, big mistake! These things only cause trouble. What is it with people (sheep) and picnic tables? They see them and seem to get tunnel vision having to use the picnic table no matter what. Personally I think that they're overrated but others seem to wet their knickers over them such as the two women who pulled up on the site next to us last night. Now camping etiquette unless I'm much mistaken means respecting other peoples privacy so that means if your neighbour is reversed into a spot you do the same so your side opening doors are not overlooking each other. The majority of people adhere to this but not these two stupid women as they had tunnel vision for the picnic table, OUR picnic table that we had already claimed and if measurement were to be taken was closer to our camper than theirs. We didn't want these annoying strangers sat at the picnic table eating whatever disgusting stuff they eat and looking in at us. We certainly didn't want to be polluted by them. Anyhow it rained last night so the picnic table was wet so any plans they'd had for it's use had been scuppered by the pesky weather! When we awoke this morning though and peeled back our little blue curtains we saw that the rain had cleared and the sky was a gorgeous blazing blue. Next door weren't up yet (probably still dreaming of picnic tables) so I dragged the picnic table closer to our camper and put our umbrella on it to dry. Our rightful territory had to be claimed. Whilst we were having brekky next door emerged and went off in the direction of the amenities block. When they came back the stupid women put their towels and rancid bikini offerings on OUR picnic table to dry. They were obviously ****** off about our umbrella being on the picnic table and must have thought that by putting their stuff on the table it would stop us from using it. This was hilarious as we had no intention of using it, we just didn't want them using it. Our plan had worked and although they must have thought they'd ****** us off they hadn't. They drove off in a sulk a short while later in their search for another picnic table. This country seems to be obsessed with picnic tables as they appear on most camp sites and there are loads of them at the road side. People seem to go crazy when they see one and probably shout out in neanderthal voices PIIIIIIIICNIIIIIIIIC TAAAAAAABLE whilst pointing and frothing at the mouth! The sheep are so stupid. When we left this morning we vowed to do our best to avoid picnic tables on camp sites for the rest of the trip. The plan was to go to Coromandel Town on the Coromandel Peninsula today and stop there for the night. The road there hugged the coastline for most of the way. It was quite narrow in places and twisted it's way along with some steep sections and some very sharp bends. It was very busy and the driving along this road was the worst that I have come across anywhere in the world. The scenery was amazing but this was the road to hell! The drivers in New Zealand are dangerous, impatient. miserable, arrogant and aggressive *******s and even more so on this stretch of road than anywhere else. There was someone up our **** all the time absolutely desperate to get past. I did pull over a few times to let the tossers past but only a few seconds later another one would be there. I couldn't keep pulling over all the time as we'd never get anywhere. The worst driving I have ever seen in my life was when a demonic lorry driver overtook on an almost blind bend such was his desperation to get to Coromandel Town as quickly as possible. He was probably going there to deliver something to one of the shops, cafes or restaurants that are in business because of tourism. If the tourists stopped going to Coromandel he'd have no stuff to deliver and he'd probably be out of work. It's people like us that keep him in work and he treats us like this! I hope that karma bites him back along with all the other nasty *******s that drove this road today. All this aggression was seriously ******* us off. The New Zealanders don't deserve to earn any money off tourism if this is the way they treat visitors to their country. All the other camper vans we saw along the way were being tailed aggressively by some moronic halfwit. We eventually arrived at Coromandel Town feeling stressed and upset. I'm surprised that there weren't any signs on the way in advertising the Samaritans phone number. Who knows how many people have needed counselling and talking off a ledge after driving this road to hell! Coromandel Town was a quaint little place with some lovely period buildings and we had a walk around but we weren't feeling it. We were still too traumatised and the people here were strange and unsettling with an above average number having teeth missing. We decided to get out of here and the entire peninsula. They didn't deserve our custom. The road out along the other side of the peninsula was also full of twists and turns and the drivers were just as bad. By now we were hungry so we needed to stop for some lunch. Suddenly we turned a corner, and with a ******** up our ****, we both shouted in our best neanderthal brawl PIIIIIIIICNIIIIIIIIIIIIC TAAAAAAAAAAAAABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We spotted one at the side of the road that hadn't already been taken so we pulled over and grabbed it. We had gone crazy!! Whilst we were enjoying our lunch some grotty looking backpackers in a ****** old van pulled in off the road. We could see the disappointment in their faces as they realised the piiiiiiiiicniiiiiiic taaaaaaable was taken. They drove off in a huff! After lunch we perused the map and decided that we'd drive as far as Mount Maunganui. We got there just after five. It was a very drab looking place and a bit scary but the camp site wasn't too bad. We had an early night and hoped that New Zealand will get better than this.