Sorry sorry sorry sorry I couldn’t write, or rather type, day five blues due to nonavailability of Internet in the hostel that I lived. Apologies excited, today was the first day of boarding the Kiwi Experience bus. I reached my pick up location 15 minutes before departure and the bus was empty. Within the next 10 minutes, hordes of youngsters especially white girls in their just legal age or early twenties, boarded the bus and it was full. Immediately I felt old outdated and felt that I should have Opted for flying Kiwi, stray or any other intra city bus service, Where, I recalled that mostly people in their late 20s or early 30s or even nearing 40s avail of These other bus services. Kiwi Experience service is more like for youngsters.
Anyways I tagged along and it was not too bad!!
We don’t find any Indian young backpacker and in my honest opinion, it is a way of discovering the outside world without confining oneself to what we see where we live. My honest suggestion is to let your children live for themselves and the best way to start is when they are out of 12th Standard. Let them explore the world or even for that matter various parts of our own country on their own.
So, on the bus with all the chatting in British accent and German accents mixed with Kiwi accent of the bus driver, we arrived at our first stop which was the Cathedral Cove In the Coromandel peninsula.
Oh by the way I forgot to tell you, today is my birthday, yeah..... I have completed 40 years of my life.... Yeah thanks, thank you so much I appreciate it.
Moving on... The cave and beach was used as the tunnel through which the Pevensie children first re-enter Narnia in the movie version of The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. It is a one hour hike to the cathedral cove and one hour back but it was worth it since the view of the coastline from the peninsula was breathtaking with slight tinge of turquoise waters, carved out Boulders due to the waters. There are other trails along this trail which you can undertake. End of day and it was a satisfactory hike.
The bus stopped at a famous grocery store called Pack N Save where we bought my goods.
Cooked restaurant food in New Zealand is ultra expensive and for those who are here on Indian money like me, or those who are not earning as yet like the youngsters, had no other choice but to buy your own groceries and cook your own food if you’re living for longer time in New Zealand.
Then we checked into our dormitory rooms in the hostel where I had to bunk with some of these youngsters. Never done that before, felt awkward, he he he he, and the only brown middle aged guy with mid life crisis in the battalion of white energetic youngsters. It was a mixed Dorm so girls and boys bunked together including the shared bathroom. Oh how will I deal with this, he he he he... When selecting our bunk beds, I was given the priority without anyone opposing, I got the double bed bunk and claimed it and nobody argued out of “respect”, I guess.
Then it was dinner time. These guys started preparing their own food in the community kitchen from the groceries bought in the previous stop at market. I had bought a ready-made and spaghetti tomato mixture and ready to cook soup. I had never entered the kitchen to prepare my own food earlier and didn’t know how to run the induction cooker. These guys told me how to turn on the induction cooker, remove the canned spaghetti as well.
After dinner, at night there was a drink party and I had purchased New Zealand’s finest earthly Marlborough wine. There was also an excursion at 9 PM to the hot water beach which is famous for the hot thermal water coming out of the beach sand when dug up with shovel. You have to sit your ass down in the hot water and relax. But I didn’t opt for that, for reasons not known even to me. Some youngsters told me it was worthwhile. But you should try this experience and I dearly miss it. Probably the wine got me and I went off to sleep. These youngsters know how to party and then even go get their posteriors hot in the hot water beach!!!! Why not, my birthday was Approaching fast.
Slept like a log and didn’t even know that crucial 11:59:59 pm was turning into 12 am. I was waiting for some WhatsApp messages from my wife and my kid and suddenly realise that they were 7 1/2 hours behind me by time zone. Ha ha!! Then it was sleep time.