So after our 5 day stop in Auckland, and a recommendation of where to go looking for work we head off to a small town on the west coast of New Zealand called Raglan.� With what will be our trusty Bongo?! � We head off onto the New Zealand open road.� With 3 hours on the road under our belt we arrive in Raglan.� Apparently we were told that this was a 5 hour drive, so either the bongo goes like the clappers or somebody was lying? Know which one I believe......... Arriving in Raglan at 10pm in the dark is a bit like rolling into a ghost town, in that the pub is shut and there is nobody around.� Suddenly we find ourselves thinking what have we done here.� But we're here now and don't really want to drive anywhere else.� Mainly because to get to Raglan it's an hours drive from Hamilton which is the largest city in New Zealand that's not on the coast.� Wow what an exciting fact that one is, everybody say oooh.� So we roll up to the campsite which kindly let us in after hours and settle in for our first night in the bongo.

Next day everything looked a lot better, it was sunny not dark, plus everything was open.� So everyone was winning all round.� Raglan is 1 and a half main roads the bigger of the two roads is about 500m long and the other road is about 200m long.� Next stop on the road...........WORK.........It's been a while, for us.� First stop the pub, no joy there so we gave up for the day and went and checked out the surf beaches much more constructive!!!!! �

So today we went hard out job hunting, we hit all 4 cafes and the pub again.� As always it was the last call of the day that proved the best - they basically hired us on the spot.� So all good on the job front.� Next problem we have, to leave the campsite in 2 days.� So we have a job but nowhere to live, but we do have a van� we can live in!!!!� It has all the mod cons - any view you want, central locking plus a sunroof so effectively we have an outside deck!!!!� Bonus!� Unfortunately Hayley isn't so keen on this idea? Don't know why, to me it's the perfect house.� So we go back to our new boss and explain our dilemma.� The end result is that if we have no house, we have no job. Huh..... �

As always the best options comes from the most unexpected of places.� After Hayley had done her first day's work (and potentially her last) the head chef says we can rent her granny flat off her.� Great so everything falls into place nicely.� All that is left for Raglan is for us to learn how to surf and enjoy the New Zealand summer...........