New Zealand first stole my heart back in 2004 when I lived in Hokitika, located on the South Island, for six months. Having completely fallen in love with the country, I returned in 2006/2007 to explore the natural wonders and high risk activities it has to offer - thereby meeting my now-husband. Since the day I last left, I have been looking forward to the next visit. Being back on kiwi turf for just a few days now, it still seems hard to believe that we are finally here once more - if only for a short while (any amount of time is insufficient when it comes to New Zealand).
The country simply does not disappoint. After leaving Auckland, the country’s capital we spent our first two nights in Port Jackson, on the Coromandel Peninsula. We were greeted warmly by a Department of Conservation officer and found (or rather chose) our lovely camping spot. Not only dI’d the back doors of our campervan open up directly onto the beach, but we were just one in four vehicles on the campsite that can fit up to 500 people during high season. During a very temperamental day (windy, rainy and partially sunny) we went on the Muriwai Walk - see the pictures below.
New Zealand, we have come home.