NZ2
Driving North
We
had our rest at the IBIS Hotel; we rested enough for a fortnight, so now we have
to find our way out of this Airport, out of Auckland, heading north. North as
far as this Island allows us to drive. We said no highways for us, but then… we
could hardly get out of town without their version of a highway. Plus, we had
to pay a toll, had to figure out how to pay the toll because for a foreigner
like me, it’s not clear how to pay for it. We asked and found out you need to pay
at a certain gas station and they then put your license plate into the system
so you pay automatically. Not that easy to understand, it took me a while to
get it. There are very few real ‘Interstate’ highways in NZ but if you go north
and use one of their special roads, it’s a toll road. Especially driving north,
the way we were going to go, there was no other road to avoid the tolls. It
became evident soon enough that we picked a bit of a forgotten area in NZ when
we decided to visit this part of the country.
Curvy Roads For Most of the Day |
Driving
in NZ is easy enough but it’s driving on the left side of the road, a la Great
Britain. A lot is copied from England; I guess they still consider it the Motherland.
But
first I need to give you some basic history of NZ, it’s just a must read, stuff
few people really think about when talking about NZ. But this needs to be
remembered when I write about NZ.
The
total population of NZ is only about 5 million people. That is it… no
more! Just 5 million! That includes all
cities, all towns, both Islands… heck, China has 10 cities that have more than
5 million in each city. NZ is not very
populated, remember that.
Before
the year 1250 AD, just about 800 years ago, NOBODY lived in New Zealand. Even the Maori, the original first settlers
were not there before that. NZ was the last major landmass to be occupied by
humans.
Even
the Europeans only arrived there in about 1642. But this first visit did not go
well, so the Europeans had to wait until 1769 (250 years ago) to settle on NZ.
So
here was a HUGE country kind of empty.
NZ
is as big as the U.S. state of Oregon, or Colorado. That is it. NZ is deceiving
to look at because it is stretched out, but compare square miles and the numbers
match with Oregon.
Sea Sickness Inducing Roads
And
we are on our way north, driving on the left like I said. The roads are very
winding, very narrow, there is no shoulder on the road, and the road surface is
pitched to the sides, for water to run off. Driving over some not so high
mountains going north made for twisty roads that weave back and forth, with a
lot of blind corners to be aware of. I have driven left before, a few times in
fact, but after about 5 hours in this new terrain, I was bushed. We stopped
early that first day, just taking a hotel by the side of the road. The town was
called Kaitaia; the Motel’s name was Loredo Motel.
Sticker shock hit me when I
was faced with the Hotel prices, by all the prices in general. This was not Bali
any longer; this was 1st world, expensive living we came to now. I
try not to harp on the cost of traveling in NZ but it’s expensive. A hotel
room, excluding breakfast is about U.S. $100/night or more. Gasoline is given
out per liter and the prices are around U.S. $1.86 ($7.00/gallon). I paid for a
cup of coffee U.S. $5.50. It adds up to being
an expensive trip. But enough of my ranting: just remember: NZ is not a cheap
place to visit.
The
town of Kaitaia is really a town that
time forgot. It’s falling apart, the stores are hardly stocked, the restaurants
are not open, and the whole feel is of abandonment. Our choice to eat something
that night was Subway, the sandwich store.
The
Motel Loredo was somehow cozy, though. The room was very large, the bed comfy,
we had our own ‘kitchen’ and another bed if need be, and it had A/C and great,
easy parking. Yes, the price was a bit steep for what it was but we found out
later on, compared to the rest of the prices we paid, it was a fair price we
paid in Kaitaia.
I
slept great that first night of our road trip. I guess all these uncertainties,
new impressions add up to a mental wipe-out. I wondered if it’s my age that is
creeping up on me, or was it just all the past traveling Carol and I went
through. All the logistics need to add up to make a trip a success. I tell
myself… no mistakes here, don’t mess up. I guess I used to be better at this
when I was younger.
Tomorrow
we are at our destination: Cape Reinga.
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