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29/03/09
Woke up at 7 freezing my arse off, but because we were plugged in at a campsite I put the heating on. Didn't get out of bed until 10, when the sun came out, so I chilled out and enjoyed it. While the others were faffing around Coops and I watched as some kids that were clearly bored started to do the most ridiculous things to keep themselves amused. A boy started pushing his baby sister around in circles in the pram and a little girl washed her feet under a tap, then walked back to their tent, took off her crocs, chucked them in the mud and went and washed them again. This went on for quite a few minutes and we couldn't stop laughing.
We finally decided to leave the camp site at 12ish after we had overstayed our welcome and spent the entire day driving from Marahau to Westport. I drove the first 2.5 hours until we stopped for 'lunch' then Rich took over. His driving was a little rushed for the final 2 hours, harsh braking caused the table in the back to fall off and H and I to lean in to it and squash Coops. We arrived at Westport and drove to Foulwind where we went for a walk and checked out a lighthouse. When we got out of the car we saw a weka which looks like a cross between a chicken and a kiwi. It seemed quite tame so I held out a bit of gravel to see if it would come and eat it, it took a huge bite and got my whole finger in its beak leaving a rank slime all over it.
We then drove to the Seal colony round the corner where we spent hours climbing across the rocks and checking out seals. There were loads of pups around and we managed to get witin a few metres of them and just sat there for ages watching them. After a while we headed off in to Westport to try and find somewhere to stay, we were unsuccessful and had to settle for a layby. The girls cooked a stir-fry with black-bean sauce for tea, it was really rich and a few minutes later Helen was saying she needed the loo, when she came back it had been a false alarm. During this time Rich had been farting his arse off and they really stank, we had to crack all the windows open, and soon enough he needed to go. He went 4 times, all in different places for fear of slipping in one, apparently the worst experience of his life. I had to share a bloody bed with the b******!
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