SLEEPING IN A LADIES TOILET

I finally finished taking off, but later, starting at the afternoon after had breakfast with Lizzi, Lozo and Eric and just when started to rain, I only had to get away from the house and the journey begun. And so I ended up stopping five blocks away of lozo´s in the same service station where I had five days ago to ask for directions. Arranged luggage and started to move again to stop on a bus stop 2 km after when the rain was falling too hard. Half an hour later pulled back, trying to get my mood would not be affected by the bullets of water. The departure from Auckland was rather more complicated than I thought, luckily I had the GPS (GPS MUNDO cortesy) and I could ride avoiding forbidden places for cycling, until I run out of battery when I took , confused, the 1st highway where I didn´t last more than 5 km before I got the siren of a police car, sounding to stop me. Good Afternoon Sir, I got to tell you that what you are doing it's pretty illegal, Oh is it? Sorry, I did not know. He asked to see the passport, but always very friendly and told me to go with the car until the next exit one km away, Have a good trip, he said, closed the window and I started to pedal the km followed a few meters behind by the patrol to get Papakura and resume the Great South Road to the junction again with the 1st highway until reaching Bombay, though in reality I stay 500m before where there was a picnic area. assemble the tent under a tree, prepared some nuddles with the kitchen and leave me something like 100mm of water to brush my teeth the other day, pull all the clothes to create something that would isolate me from the cold and all overcoats went to bed at 10 pm after sending a message to tell Lozo where I was.
Slept from time to time getting up around 9 and a half in the morning. Undid everything and use 50mm for oral hygiene and I drunk the rest. The morning started cloudy and rainy, as I could not take the 1st hw I took a path that is parallel but uphill and down constantly, I finally finished cycling in the forbidden direction the last 500m just to take the highway 2 that allows Bicycles. stopped to prepare some nuddles after 40km and finally, drink water. Take the 25 that surrounds the Coromandel Peninsula to the northeast of the north island.Reached Thames around 5 pm and with a super annoying rain on me, stopped and bought something to eat, choice?, peanut butter and bread, pure calories,now that was pretty cold rain it was going to be neccesary.Looked for the public library to try to load the netbook, the cell phone and GPS, all out of batt, unfortunately closed at 5 so I had no choice but to pedal to the north. I was leaving behind choices of beaches to put the tent, although not free camping on the peninsula the idea was to avoid paying private one that costs $ 12 minimum. Passed trough Thornton Bay, Te Puru, Ruamahunga, Te Mata and ended stopping at a fairly large open area with a fairly large public restroom near Waikawau. The sun was falling on the sky that was quite open and left me enjoy at least ,from time to time ,the road that goes near the sea surrounded by trees that seems as giants bonsais (it sounds a contradiction but is what its looks like) which form tunnels on the asphalt. When I finished it was nightfall and a cold wind arose that forced me to improvise, prepare nuddles and instead of set up the tent I used as a second sleeping bag over the other and slept in the ladies room, much cleaner than the other one .

AUCKLAAAAAAAAAAAAND

Starting when the rain had stopped, but was actually short. Having to drive to the left plus the fact that you can not travel on highways with the bike misplace me a lot. Stopped and bought something to eat and asked how to go to the northwest where lived Lorenzo Santamaria, a South African member of Couchsurfing where I was going to stay for a couple of days, the manager, an Arab, took all the time to explain me even taking three mapas. rather bad I understood the strangeness of his accent and less the number of times I had to turn to avoid taking the highway although I ended grabbing one where two workers warned me of fines and other herbs. Sky background provided the tower that gives it that futuristic twist to Auckland. Pass the bridge over the side in what I suppose must have been the old bridge. Stop again, this time by rain and a kiwi cyclist explain me how to get there again. When the rain drop, back and forth, a couple of problems with the grid but nothing that could not be solved. I found where it stayed through 16 was the route to be followed. Reach Triangle road and stop at a service station because the rain fell abundantly. Asked for a map, this time the employee was Hindu and like the first took all the time to help me find Faram place in Massey , the street where Lorenzo lived. 5 blocks left, grabbed the bike and although it was still raining pedal up to the house . On the ground floor a bedroom was visible through a large window but no one was there, touch the window, Hello?!! Grice, and Lorenzo looked from a first floor window, Sebastian! Said, and under to meet me, Come inside and meet the others CouchSurfers, there are 6 more. Let my things first on the ground floor, I changed clothes and put on something dry and went up, inside sat in the living room, Matze and Dina ,German couple, Joshep and Michelle, and Austrian couple, Andrea and Nadia, Italian- German couple. Lozo offered me a tea and I accepted and then we chatted for a while,he had been an Olympian for South Africa in the Barcelona Olympics, suffered apartheid and emigrated to 8 years ago to New Zealand with his family, consisting of his wife Lucy and three sons, Nicolai, Sara and Georgia despite how hard his life had been that included his body scarred by bullets by march against segregation in South Africa, Lorenzo was pure joy and energy. Later came Lizzy, Scottish coming from 18 months traveling around Southeast Asia and Australia. With her and Matze and Dina went to the supermarket in the van that the couple had bought to travel around the country. As I had said that I was going to cook, bought spaghetti, spinach and milk and prepare to the CouchSurfers and Lozo spaghetti with cream sauce and spinach, half stolen my mother half invented by me . The next day went after breakfast with Gandhi to the AA office something like a car club which takes the IRD that is something like an argetinian CUIT and basically serves to work and to be taxed , I was attended a Hindu, and like everyone here, very gently. After the bank to open an account there I was attended by miss Chinese and an American lady, needless to add that not only were courteous, but very friendly. I begin to believe that it will be difficult to find kiwis in this country. We ate pasta cooked by Andrea and Nadia and spent most afternoon fixing things , couples each their vans and I Gandhi whom I added a basket in the low front grille and a light wooden plank on the back grill . later arrived Eric, an American who came from the south island and was returning to the U.S. in a few days. At night we ordered some pizzas and lighted a fire in the pile of iron on the deck and some of us went into the hot tub despite being still half cold weather in New Zealand. After midnight some soldiers were falling, including Lozo and the rest of us talked until about 2 with Lucy who told us how after a week of buying the house and through an oversight they had burned and had risen again while we were listening with eyes wide and ears like sponges . I woke up and it was Saturday, that morning Andrea and Nadia and Matze and Dina, the two couples headed for the south. Those who stayed went after lunch to Piha beach, the day was pretty cool and so no swimming for the moment. We climbed Lion's rock and were talking one or two hours before head again to Massey to welcome Chris and Richard, two Englishmen who had already stopped as of Lozo and now returned to make a relaxing stop. chef Richard was left to cook a stew of vegetables and chicken and we lighted the pyre although this time I do not use the Jacuzzi altough there were others who did. Eve also appeared that night, another American who was staying while not as Lozo´place but would stay next week and in an outburst that prompted placement I asked her if she had a tongue peircing and she told me it was just a trouble to speak actually, ouch!!!
On Sunday we were all, I went with the British to Flee market and in the other car Lucy Lozo and Eric, all we end up there. Bought two tents for 5 dollars and I stay with one, the other is for the home or for a backpacker who would need it. Buy two kg of kiwi for 1 nz $ and 5 avocados for $ 1 nz, too few vegetables to prepare something for the night but decided Lucy prepared us a delicious stew of pork , the ice cream dessert was and Micaela and Joshep invitation. I stayed in the internet till late, obviously messing around underside start looking for a job or something useful.
The next day Joshep and Michelle, the monckeys, and the English headed south . My idea of leaving the same day at the afternoon remained. Prepare lunch and I´m going out, I thought. Prepared a risotto with some pork sausage but I didn´t went out , which made me pretty disappointed.Finally accompanied Lizzy and Lozo to the supermarket and took advantage to buy a gas kitchen before returning at night to eat a cream seafood soup Lucy prepare to us.Stayed awake with Lozo, Eric and Lizzy, looking CouchSurfers profiles that could get to come as we ate the Banana Bread Lizzy prepare us all. After all went sleep and see if the next day would I start.

ON THE ROAD AGAIN

I got Auckland four days ago, left home in Alta Gracia, about 2 pm on Tuesday last week, luckily Nico gave me a ride. That day I had slept very little, the boys had gone at 2 and a half in the morning and I had awakened to take leave of Guadalupe around 6 so that´s why in the Cordoba-Buenos Aires flight I slept almost all the time . Arrive at Ezeiza at 18 and had the most expensive coffe in the world ($ 8.50) in terminal B restorant only to use Wi Fi. I stayed until 11 pm, the flight to Auckland left at 2 am, but check in beginning at that time. While the cold was frozzing , forgetting the cold of the air conditioners and aircraft, had despatched all coats, but I am a lucky person and before entering the 11´s waiting room door found a sweatshirt fleece someone had forgotten: - Excuse me Madam, you know who is this?, ask the lady who was sweeping, No, it must have forgotten someone, he replied, Perfect, then if that someone turns tell him I borrow it until the flight departs . Luckily who forgot the jacket had taken another plane with up to mine ends with the post godsend. I slept throughout the flight, except in the two times I was awakened by the flight attendants to eat and get to New Zealand after 14 hours of flying and being 8 in the morning the other day. Go migration without much problem and look to Gandhi kept waiting for me in a box. It was raining outside. luckily in the Auckland airport there are free use´stools to assemble your bike. I take my time and I then went inside to wait for the diminishing waterfall was not as pleasant start my journey all soggy.