Ever since I’ve been in New Zealand I wanted to see a rugby game – ideally in a giant stadium. Who knew that this dream would come true on my first night in Auckland already? Shane had picked me up from the airport and after the obligatory jet lag passing out on his couch he took me to watch the Auckland Blues play against the Wellington Hurricanes at Eden Park Stadium. With 50.000 seats it is New Zealand’s largest stadium and although not all seats had been sold, the atmosphere was pretty spectacular to me. Just like all the weird things going on on the field. Funniest thing for me is the so-called scrum (short for scrummage) where the players get together into a seemingly organised way of interlocking their heads, shoulders, arms and bums in order to fight for the ball (from what I’ve seen). Other stunning thing: It was so cold that night and the players seemed to have been so hot that their scrum turned into a giant steam party (see picture below). Needless to say that …
Flying out of Melbourne, View of Whatipu Beach & Manukau Harbour, Landing in Auckland.
Almost three years ago I visited Melbourne on my trip through Australia. Back then I had to leave in a rush and rather unexpectedly (but that’s another story….) so I promised myself that I would be back one day. And so I am! It’s basically on the way to New Zealand so why not hop off the plane for 49 hours instead of just one? And oh, those hours are flying by like a blink of an eye. I’m trying hard to make best use of my time here and fighting hard against my permanent companion – Mr. Jet lag. I was able to get a lot of touristy things done like strolling the streets of the Central Business District, a walk along St. Kilda beach, dinner in Chinatown, attending a lecture at university, exploring Federation Square and when the jet lag finally took over I cruised the city on a tram. Might tell you more in a later post – now I’ll get some sleep to catch an early flight to Auckland tomorrow morning, hooray!
Regular readers of this blog might remember that I spent some time nannying three awesome girls in Piha last year. This year, on my way down to the ski fields, I’m back in Piha for a brief visit – unfortunately only two weeks though. Nevertheless, it will be great, no doubt about that – given the greatness of those girls and their parents. All pictures are from last year’s jumping off the eel bridge which was good fun. Getting really excited about traveling back to Piha now!