WARNING : THIS WILL BE A RELATIVELY LONG POST!!!
Ahhhh... Another 15 minutes in my little heaven on Earth... Mmmmm...
Tom suddenly decided to bring us (Rex and I) up north to escape the retarded weather we were having in Wellington. The rain decided to ruin our day by coming down really, really tiny and fine... It was like someone turned on a fan with water mists over Wellington... Bloody Infuriating...
Anyways, we made our way up North...
We stopped by a town called Paraparaparaparapar... Sorry... =P
What i meant to say was Paraparaumu. A shop there was named "Van Delft Chocolates Ltd"* Which happened to sell.... Well, CHOCOLATES!! (D'uh... You could have figured that out by the name...)
I felt like a 17 year old boy who had just gone in to a chocolate shop!!
Oh, yea.... I am...
Anywho, there were all sorts of chocolate in there: dark chocolates, white chocolates, milk chocolates, hand-made chocolates, machine-made chocolates, chocolates in the shape of horses, chocolates in the shape of elephants, chocolates in the shape of dolphines, chocolates with kiwis in them, chocolates with chocolates in them, chocolates with.... You get the picture...
The whole factory could have been made of chocolate, for all I know...
I ended up buying around NZ$2x.xx worth of chocolates from that place.
I just hoped that all these chocolates would be able to get back to Malaysia... Most likely most of it won't... :D
It all depends on my self control... Which means bad news for the chocolates...
Smelling like chocolate ourselves, we headed back to the car (arms full) to continue our one-day-trip northwards to the northen part of the North Island...
North...
I forgot to mention that I was too busy trying to close my gapping mouth due to the sheer amount of vararities of chocolates, and buying said chocolates, that I had forgotten to take any pictures of that place...
Damn it... Oh well, use your imagination I guess... No matter how limited it is...
Anyways, we headed up North, as I was saying, and stepped in a town called Lindale.
Hmmm... That name sounds familiar... Isn't he the Chinese Gold medalist in the Olympics for badminton?? Waitaminute... Nah, his name was Lindan... Right...
So, we stopped in Lindale, then to a chop called "Kapiti Cheese & Ice Cream"to eat the best ice-cream in NZ, and basically the best ice-cream in the world.
Think about it, what is NZ famous for? Their MILK, remember?
FERNLEAF, ring any bells??
And what's the main ingredient of ice-cream?? No, not ice and cream... What the hell... MILK, damn it!
So using this logic:
BEST MILK IN THE WORLD = BEST ICE-CREAM IN THE WORLD
Am I right? Makes sense? Got it?
Yes? No? Maybe?
Well too bad, you gotta live with it...
Moving on...
I had an ice-cream called.... Something to do with ginger...
I was like... Shit... I made a mistake with my choice... But once I actually tasted the ice-cream, OH MY GOD... I came to the conclusion that every ice-cream in that shop tasted like heaven!!!
After eating our oh-so-wonderful ice-cream, we headed northwards and ended up in what i can only describe as a car maniac's wet dream...
It was an automobile (Car... For those of you who seriously don't know...) museum. This wasn't just any ordinary automobile museum... This museum had a NAME!!! A name which, strangely, has nothing to do with cars what so ever...
"THE SOUTHWARD MUSEUM TRUST INC"
Does that sound like it has anything to do with cars???
Anyways, this museum held a really spectacular array of different antique cars.
From Rolls Royces...
To Ferraris...
From Aston Martins...
To Daimlers...
From BMWs...
To Mercedes Benzes...
From Citreons...
To Hondas...
And Nissans...
The list goes on... And on... And on and on and on...
If you can name it, they've got it. Even a really, really ugly hand-made car, made out of aluminum...
OMG... the guy was either blind or really, really...
A time when cars were manouvered by using a stick...
A time when steam engines were considered "high tech"...
A time where Merces were owned my Queens...
Back to a time when... Basically back to a time when it was very boring and the only entertainment was picking your nose...
It came to my attention that people really loved to drive really gaint, mammoth-like cars bofore the 70's... Every car as essentially so big that you could literally land a helicopter, if there were any back then, on it.
But there were a few exceptions I forgot to mention... There were the race cars, which had to be small unless you find the stench of defeat enjoyable...
And the electric cars... Which looked as though they were build for children to drive.... Imagine this, I'm already damn short... How the hell will a normal, proportioned human being be able to fit in that??
Oh, I also found out that the first electric car was invented a hundred years ago... Not exactly a modern concept, is it?
Someone even put together a bike and a tank to make... This... Bike-tank... Thingy...
Besides cars, they also had old motorbikes... Motorcycles... What ever...
Bicycles...
Airplanes...
Biplanes...
Fighter planes...
And furniture... Although, i don't really know how they got there...
There was even a MacDonald's Beetle... I'm Lovin' It...
Omg... This was a really ugly sight... A Beetle with it's trailer shaped like it's backside...
Here it is again!! ARGH!!!
Omg... I believe Volkswagon went blind for a period of time and came up with this acursed monstrosity.
There was even a car that looked at though it was designed by a typical house wife which looked a lot like a vegetable basket mounted on wheels...
There was a car that looked like it was neither coming or going...
And a car that was made in Taipan, USJ 9 (Malysain joke)...
There were also really modern cars...
BMW came up with this totally ludicrous design... A car that opens from the front...
Here's a totally useless fact: Humans share 35% of their DNA with Daffodils...
Just to keep your minds of cars for a few moments...
Have a break, have a kit-kat...
Sorry...
So anyways, after ooo-ing and ahh-ing our way through the entire museum, we were off again... This time, to a near-by beach to get some salty, freash air.
Sadly, it wasen't a nudist beach... There weren't anyone there to be nude anyway...
It was just miles and miles of barren, brown, fine sand, stretching as far as the eye can see... My eyes, anyway...
So, there we were, trying our utmost best not to get knocked down by the 40-50kph winds...
The winds were so strong that my hair got pushed back all the way...
The wind was so strong.... It actually made me look hot by tightening my shirt :P
After fighting against the wind back into our car, we visited a hostel where we met up with another Australian girl named Dannielle. She was also as hot as Elly. (I might wanna move to Australia one day :P)
Lol... Anyways, Dannielle had this really cute, high pitched voice which reminded me a lot of one of my friends back in Malaysia.
She had this really funny, sarcastic way of talking. Half the time, she was telling jokes and I think no one in the room actually understood her cause they didn't laugh... I was the only one trying my best not to spew the water I was drinking all over the floor and myself :D
We had a really pleasent conversation and found out that we were having dinner together the following night.
How's THAT for lucky? :P
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