Our New House...

Don't worry, this does not demonstrate the standard of living in New Zealand. As we prepared for our first camping trip, we forgot to pack the fly for the tent. The first night, it did of course rain. We were protected by a vinyl table cloth over the top of the tent, but decided not to risk it for the second night. Fortunately, the campsite also had some cabins. We stayed in these two for the second night. The campgrounds were lovely. A large field near the river was set aside for tents. The cabins were close to the communal kitchen. A lovely trail through the woods led to a pinic area and swimming hole. Hiking trails were also accessible. At night we figured out where the southern cross was and fell asleep to the hooting of Moreporks (an owl that crys "more pork!").