We have arrived in Maketu, and it smells a little like southern Alberta (well, Picture Butte) with all the dairy farms. Apparently this area is a wealth for producing dairy & kiwi fruit! (Little side note: our driver educated us on the fact that magic mushrooms grow on the vines of kiwi plants and while they’re illegal to pick by hand it’s literally legal to get on your hands and knees, if you can manage, and eat them as though you were grazing). Yeah, right!? Who knows? This is the same 4 girls that fell for the ‘Shoat’ story on our way to the Waitomo caves. Ricki told us that a group of brothers interbred sheep and goats so that the sheep could handle the rugged terrain better, called them Shoats, and we totally believed them. We got our photo taken with the token giant kiwi fruit and Valena & Dan played DJ for the Stray bus rides in between stops. After being thrilled with our friends’ Huka in Wellington, we managed to take another one in here at Maketu. We stopped at a place called Uncle Boy’s & had dinner & a cultural evening. Us girls shook our hips & danced the Poi while the guys in our group learned the Huka. One of the Maori boys picked out Britt from a group of like 35 girls for her wicked hips! So, we’ve added Shakira to her list of nicknames. It’s hilarious forcefully trying to create nicknames for each other…they’re not quite sticking yet. Another one up for vote is ‘Ritz”, kinda rhymes with Britz…and there’s a story behind it. Feel free to comment and vote!
Cheers! d.
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