Nine hours of sleep later, 9:15 to 6:15, I have some time to kill. We decided on Devonport today, mainly because we aren’t exactly sure how we could get around Waiheke, or even what there is to do close to the pier. But in our book, Devonport has a three-hour walk mapped out for us, so we figured why not? My calves are dying though, it’s for sure. All of these hills, been wearing my blue shoes, I don’t know how these women do it in their 5 inch heels. Like seriously. I struggle in flats.
Tim was somewhat forced awake around 8, by my moving around and making coffee and such. We got out of the hotel around 8:45 and walked down Hobsen Street instead of our normal route towards the Pier. On the way, we saw an Irish Pub that we decided that we were going to have dinner at. Tim bought a Feijoa (later we learned, pineapple guava) and apple juice at the Ferry terminal.
Tart, but tasty. The ride only did take 15 minutes, but it was so beautiful and gorgeous, I wish it had lasted longer. We got off the ferry and started walking down the street in hopes of finding a café, and found a Esquires coffee, went in and got Americanos (had trouble with the milk and sweetener part, but they were super nice and got us our trim milk). It was a really nice route, perfect sunny day. We saw this awesome dog playing in the water, it almost refused to get out when called. On the way to the mount, we found this super cute grey kitty that came straight to me and wanted cuddles. It was awesome.
But then it was starting the trek up to North Head. It was absolutely breath taking the view up there. It was a super steep hill (go figure, in New Zealand, no way!) but we made it to the top. We sat on the hill for a while and never wanted to leave. There were some things up there still from the military fort that we explored. The sight of the city and the ocean all at once was just ridiculous. I could be there all day. It took us a little longer to get to the base of the next Mount. Mount Victoria. It was a lot higher than the other one and our feet were starting to hurt a bit, so we skipped it and headed back down Church Street to Victoria Street where the shops were. Little further down the street was a bunch of cute cafes, so we picked one, Sierra Coffee. Tim had a pesto, egg, cheese, and bacon Panini that was to die for. The sauce and the bread were delicious, while we stopped in a pet shop too that had little kittens for sale. All pets look so happy here, it’s nice to see. Devonport was just a happy chill place. Everyone was leisurely and happy and relaxed and nice. It’s so strange that you can see Auckland across the water and yet they were too completely different in style.After our sandwiches we headed towards the Navy Museum, but we saw a supermarket on the way! It was the most exciting thing. We went in, and found that the produce didn’t even look very good. I thought it was super expensive at first, but we ended up getting 3 braeburn apples for approx 80us cents. Good enough for me! But we did end up buying American oranges, because the others just looked bleh. So we got that fruit, zip lock baggies, sugar free jelly!!! And then a box of Milo duo and some other fig cereal. I need to make a calorie chart because this whole kJ thing is messing with my head big time and its super annoying. That, and all of the measurements are in grams. Also obnoxious.
By the time we made it out of the grocery store we had 10 minutes to haul it back to the dock to make the 2:15 ferry. There was another at 2:45, but I didn’t really want to sit for half an hour if we could help it. We jogged as fast as we could with the amount of people on the sidewalks and our bags, I didn’t think we would make it. We didn’t launch off until probably 2:25 or so, so we lucked out. Back to the hotel we went, with our load of awesome groceries. We put out all of the travel brochures that we had acquired, and the travel book that I had circled things in, and split things up between the north island and the south island and decided to conquer all of the things we wanted to do in the north island so we could get a better idea of what to do with our three days with the car outside of Auckland. It took us a really long time, especially since Tim hadn’t really done much research of touristy stuff, so he had to learn what all the stuff was first.
Got to the muddy Farmer (Irish place) and we walked in and it was pretty bare. But the décor was awesome, the music was sweet, we were instantly at ease with it. But we didn’t know if we sit on our own or get seated. So we just stood there like idiots for quite a few minutes. The bar girl totally ignored us. I tried to catch eye contact, and nothing. It was really quite annoying. Finally I went up and asked a different new bar girl, we were to sit anywhere, asked if we wanted menus, and then said we go up to the bar to order. Weird. We headed to a Starbucks like coffee shop (Esquires) for a dessert beverage while we made use of their free hour wireless. While we were there, an American family came in, and was just so stupid and ignorant. I really hope that we don’t act that way. They were also loud. They kept complaining that the internet wouldn’t load and kept asking us if ours worked and were just super rude. While Tim was looking at his email, I went over and looked over the juices and found a fizzy lemonade that was 40 calories (thank god for real labeling) so I bought it and when I was paying, the nice Asian worker asked how our internet was and said that he had checked the back and he had no idea why theirs wasn’t working. I told him ours was fine. The fizzy lemon drink was FANTASTIC. It was like a bubbly version of a melted lemon icy. Totally dug it. We finished up the rest of the 60 minutes, and headed back to the hotel. Our first goal was to get a load of laundry started. Seeing as though the hotel had washers/dryers for 3bucks, while the place half a block down was 6bucks a load, AND we didn’t know the next time we could so easily access them, we washed everything we had that had been worn. One of the eight channels on our tv seems to show all American movies, so we had Night at the Museum on in the background as we reorganized our suitcases for more convenient travel. Tim’s took awhile too, but he had his own system of packing. I turned on Rugby to wait to journal, and within minutes I knew I would never make it, so I just went to sleep. But it was later, much later than any other, at 11:15pm. We win!
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