After crossing over to the North Island on the Picton ferry we spent a couple of hectic days in the wind tunnel that is New Zealand’s capital city of Wellington. Bar seeing the imposing and impressive Te Papa museum we didn’t linger long in the capital, trading the hustle and bustle (and wind and rain) of city life for the far more calming scenery (and free parking) of the countryside as we headed north…
Unfortunately Wellington’s propensity for high winds seems to be a trend in the north island, the north being much flatter than the south, meaning that driving the van has at times felt like riding a frenzied bull intent on throwing us from the road.
Leaving the coast helped slightly, yet little did we know we were in for a different kind of wind… the smelly sulphur, egg-aroma belches that bubble up out of the highly volcanic land… but more on that on our next post!
Ben and Jess 🙂