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Time out

1 Mar

A much needed break was had over the weekend, first up I ate myself sick on the sweet grapes at a friends parents house up north, then worked my way through four country pubs and their characters on the way to a campsite where we slept with kiwi running around outside the tent



Bestest Sunday Ever

30 Nov

Vera already wrote about our lovely Sunday afternoon, and here are the pictures. It was such a great day that if it was a date she would have been able to have her wicked way with me later on!

My tootsies on the top of the mountain, while eating takeaway and drinking beer:

Vera’s peids:

Group shot!

Now we are going running up the mountain in about an hour. No curry or beer waiting for us today. Grumpyface.

Stacey Marie

My catchup post

24 Nov

Have been away. From it all. And by it I mean not only good coffee, but the internet too. Don’t hate me, but here is what I have been doing:

So I went to the Kingdom of Tonga for one week. It’s only a three hour flight from NZ, but is a whole world away. The first four nights I stayed in a cheap, but very fun hostel in town, and from there I did the touristy things like tours and the such:

Went on a day trip to a couple of reefs in the ocean to go snorkeling on, and finished up on an island (Pangimotu), which I went back to the next day to lie on:

After I had had enough of tripping around I booked into an awesome place right on the beach where I had my own fale complete with bathroom, porch… and hammock. My next three days went something like this:

Lie in hammock and read


Go for a swim:

Go back to reading in the hammock.

Go for a walk to the shops to buy some snacks:

Go back to the hammock.

Go for a swim.

Go back to the hammock for a nap.

Read book. Finish book in one day. Start next book:

Go for a swim.

Find coconuts to take pictures of so I can walk along the beach singing “I’ve got a lovely pair of coconuts”. Then remember that the song actually goes on about a lovely pair of rollerskates, but Mah. There is no-one around to correct me so I’ll sing what I want.

Then realise that you may slowly be going mad from lack of human contact. Then realise if that is so you could go mad for a couple more days thank you very much. Then realise that you have to come home.

Go back to the hammock and have a nap because it is an exhausting life you lead.

Come home.

Sad face.

PS: I caught up with all your postings, they look awesome. Luci: Hatepe has been my special spot forever, but you can share it too. Vera, those photos look friggen a.m.a.z.i.n.g. Your parents must have been loving it! Em: You know Tequila is never anybody’s friend. I do like what you did with your hair though. And you’d never catch me in that scary thing. I’d be the one that peed her pants and had to be taken out early. Oh wait. You didn’t did you? Julie: I have been dreaming of a pedicure the whole time I have been away and those white booties tipped me over the edge! Megan: I say if you wanna twirl, twirl! Sometimes I sing really loudly and do wheelchair dancing down the hall of my office just couse. You gotta do what you gotta do. Barbara: so many cool flats! Peace out peeps.

Marathon Day

1 Nov

Sunday was Marathon Day not only for Megan (how’d you go???), but the Auckland Marathon was also on. I went to go and cheer my friend Kit at the finish line, it was her first ever marathon and I was very proud. We enjoyed a well-deserved (for her at least) beer, after.

Stacey Marie

Enjoying the sunshine

1 Nov

Here I am in the sunshine, thinking about the new deck my landlord is building, extending out to the end of the red wood. What you can’t see is the view to my left: beautiful. Can see ocean, forest, hills and sky for ages. Can’t wait to enjoy that!

Stacey Marie

Wicked Long Weekend

26 Oct

It’s just gone Labour Weekend here, where we shake off the winter blues and get our first sunburns of the year. I had an awesome time, kicking off on Friday night with drinks, fireworks and laughs with good friends outside on the balcony:

Then Saturday I caught the bus up north to stay with my friends Amy and Paul, who were hosting a hangi (traditional Maori way of cooking food in the ground) for- wait for it-… 90 people! There went the relaxing lie on the beach weekend I had in my head, suddenly I was immigrant labour. However the entire process and weekend was great fun, and really rewarding, and I managed to fit in a swim in the ocean and the chance to get my inaugural sunburn.

Digging of the pit for the food

This is what a quarter of 20kg of potatoes and 10kg of kumera peelings look like

After all that peeling it was time for a dip.

Sunday was hangi day, and it all went off with only one hitch… when high tide happened on the beach, the pit filled with water, at the same time that we wanted to start cooking… waiting for high tide to recede and putting some more sand in the hole seemed to remedy the situation!

Monday morning shone light on the mess 90 people can create, but it was also a beautiful day, so once we had cleaned up, we could relax in this:

Stacey Marie

Run Run Wine

21 Oct

Vera and I went for another run yesterday, and the thing which got us through was the thought of the cold bottle of wine I had sitting in the fridge at home, waiting for us. We needed it you see because we mapped our run on http://www.mapmyrun.com and had only done 5 kms. Which felt like more. Until we realised it was in miles, and we in fact had done 8km, including a nasty mountain climb. Hooray! Four more of those suckers and we have reached our goal of 12 km and can retire to drinking wine all day. Now there’s something to aim for!

Stacey Marie