
After the strenous trip around Tongariro, I sat off to Auckland and the Northlands. I had booked myself on a 5 day surf camp, hoping I would be able to get the hang of surfing! And i did..and i LOVE it!
Our instructor, Rangi, picked us up in Auckland and we sat off for Ahipara, the district of Twin Coasts. The group was a mix of solo travellers, and we all turned out to go well together! The group fortunately consisted of two medical

students, Paul from England and Jeroen from Holland, because Emile, 2m high, hungry giant from Holland, was not feeling well in the start of the week and managed to pass it on to the doctors! Julie had already spent 3 months of surfing, so the rest of us deadly didnt see much of her since she was out in the back! Everyone made sure to become friends with the french relestate salesman to secure someone to go surfing with on the french riviera in the future! Christof from Austria was a quiet man, but an decent surfer! And Livy, the english girl who seemd to spend most of her time in her own

thoughts and philosophies! But lets not forget Rochelle.. IceIceBaby..Shes Rangi's wife and tagged along for this trip to try to get the hang of surfing!
After 5 days of early surfs, big breakfasts..mid day surfs..big lunches..evening surfs and big dinners.. we sadly headed back to the city! We had been in our own little surfing bobble, and had not noticed that our neighbour town had nearly drowned from flooding the day before! We were shocked, and a bit upset that the flooding had gone down soo quickly that we hadnt been 'forced" to stay at our lovely beach house one more day!

Well back in Auckland, the group met up for a couple of drinks and boggie dancing at a very posh(and expensive) bar in the Sky Tower! We were easy to spot..in our jandals and salty hair amongst the stillettoes and diamant earrings! But we rocked the dance floor.. IceIceBaby!