Is a long long way. Like, its most of the North Island. It takes over eight hours (with stops). Yes that long. Trapped in a car together. As a consequence, I am withdrawing payment of my licence fee. The only real use I get from it is National Radio. And could we get the stereo to find the bloody station? Could we bollocks. Static and crap reception prevented any decent listening pleasure that may have been derived from whatever Noelle McCarthy had plagiarised from publications worldwide. On the plus side, Science Guy attempted to teach me to drive a manual car via theory. This involved a 387 minute explanation of how an internal combustion engine works.
We found a room in the Sportsmans Lodge, next to the river in Turangi. After sharing a cold bottle of wine and hot pizza in the Four Fish Pub and a very long game of pool, we realised we could barely focus and had an early night.
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