The weather was beautiful, it was a delight to see our friends and family, and for a change driving wasn't a nightmare.
|Fish and chips at Mission Bay with Daniel, Jenny, Jess and Paul.|
Traffic is, as every New Zealander knows, Auckland's worst feature. Fueled by Kiwis' dreams of a quarter-acre section, Auckland sprawls enormously. Because for decades urban planning just consisted of building more roads, the city's public transport (though recently improved) is woefully inadequate. Therefore you usually have to do a heck of a lot of driving to get around. Fortunately, on Labour Weekend many Aucklanders were off to the coast to enjoy the sun so traffic was light. We still managed to go the wrong way several times, but that's par for the course for yokels from south of the Bombay Hills.
|It wasn't just Auckland that was great, the whole North Island turned it on for our road trip - the volcanos in particular|
|Mission Bay on what felt like the first weekend of summer: pohutukawas, volcanic Rangitoto and many, many happy people.|
So, while we have no plans to be JAFAs any time soon, I'd no longer prefer to live in Kabul.