Tuesday, Jan 4.
I feel like Matt and I are living in Showcase’s Trailer Park Boys.
But instead of being in the same park, we’re discovering locations that progressively offer a better definition of “white trash.”
Yesterday we made the drive from Wellington to Lake Taupo (pronounced toe-paw).
I never should have made so much fun of our Wellington campsite.
Tempting fate is never a good idea.
It’s landed us in a campsite in Lake Taupo that is sketchier than the back streets of Whalley. I would rather drive down East Hastings in a car with no doors than stay here another night.
OK, maybe it’s not that bad, but I only left the van once to brush my teeth.
On the plus side, today’s activities made it all worth-while.
We spent this afternoon on a sailboat on Lake Taupo.
The lake’s water is clean enough to drink.
It’s so clear that you can still see the bottom at eight metres.
Lake Taupo is the largest lake in New Zealand, and at 40 km by 30 km, it could easily fit Singapore inside of it.
We sailed to the breathtaking Maori rock carvings at Mine Bay, which are only accessible by boat. They were carved only 30 years ago and took three summers to complete.
We spent the rest of the afternoon lathering on sunscreen (there was a burn time of five minutes), sipping on free drinks, swimming and feeling rich.
Hopefully that feeling continues as we head to our next trailer park in the Bay of Plenty.