Saturday 9 June 2012

Goodbyes All Around

This is it.
Our last day in New Zealand.
And our last day of our study abroad experiences.


To say the least, it's all been remarkable. Before this, Paul had never even been outside of the United States (except for Canada). Caitlyn had been to Italy but nowhere else. Now we've both been blessed to not only visit but also live in two incredible countries, each unique in its own ways. We wanted to take some time to reflect on everything we've seen, learned, experienced, and been through over the past ten months.


If you've kept up with us throughout our experiences, then you'll recognize a lot of the things we're going to talk about here. We'll each speak about our own thoughts and memories. More than anything else, this is a summary and reflection on our travels for ourselves. But we would be very happy if you'd like to read it, so please do so!


Paul


For me, this experience has made an enormous difference in my life. Peru was the first country I ever lived in besides the United States, immediately throwing us into a world of Spanish-only speaking and Latin American culture. Lima was incredible: modern and wealthy in some areas, run-down and poor in other areas, but always full of life and energy. The trips we took each brought new lessons to mind.


This is the thing I remember most about Peru, and the thing that I think will affect me the most in my life: the energy. I don't mean crazy, fast-paced, high-strung energy. Nor do I mean that ambiguous and cliche "energy" which people always nonchalantly attach to various cultures around the world. What I'm talking about is something that is never mentioned or talked about in Peru, neither among Peruvians nor among us visitors, it's just something that is observed. If I could pinpoint exactly what it is, I would, because it would make it much easier to explain. But it's one of those nice things in life which you understand yet can't describe. It may the fact that wherever you go, music is playing. Perhaps you're talking down the sidewalk and every shop is playing music, or you're at home and host mom loves playing CDs and radio on full blast (mine did, and I love it), or maybe you're down on the beach and all the cars driving by play music while others on the beach play music on their own. If not the music, maybe it's the language. If not the language, maybe it's the city culture. Whatever it is, it's something I love.


I guess by energy I mean the way people live, on a day-to-day basis as well as on a person-to-person basis. Like every other society in the world, there are gossips and liars and just bad people in general. There are high rates of crime in the city and high rates of poverty in both the city and mountains. People starve, people are corrupted, people are taken advantage of (in more than one way). And those who are wealthy enough to be able to ignore all of that, usually do just that: ignore it. Despite those things, the energy you receive when talking to any given person on the street, or in a shop, or in a restaurant, or in a home, is different than most you receive from people in the United States (at least in my own experience). There is a calm, and an overall positive feeling, when talking to the majority of people I met while in Peru. I believe every culture, including our own American culture, has beautiful things about it. For me, in Peru, that beautiful thing is the energy. I could live around those kind of people for my entire life. And having experienced such love for these people, it stirs a fire in me to explore other nations and cultures.


In terms of the experience itself, predictably, the things which affected me the most were the language and the trips we took with our program. Speaking Spanish constantly (except between Caitlyn and myself, or with other students in our program) leads you to start thinking in a different way. Sometimes I would catch myself thinking in Spanish, meaning the thoughts come in a different order just as the words do. It's a great experience thinking that way, though I still prefer English thinking!


The trips, every one of them, were just about perfect. Our first trip was to Caral, the oldest civilization in the Americas and located in a mountainous desert. It was amazing to see the old pyramids. Our next trip was the largest, going to Cusco and the surrounding areas, and of course Machu Picchu. Needless to say, amazing once more. Our final trip was to Chincha, the home of most Afro-Peruanos, and although it was a short and simple trip, for some reason I still remember it very well. Everyone in the group was so happy, and calm, and relaxed during that trip. It's one of the nicest memories of Peru for me.


Among the people we met, the courses we took, the trips we went on, and the things we experienced, it all is one golden memory within my mind. It was such a (great) shock in cultural differences, speaking a new language, living in a different way, even thinking in a different way. I can't wait until I return there, as I certainly plan on doing so.


***


After our nice two-month break back home in Ohio, we left for our second study abroad experience in New Zealand. The time here has absolutely raced, having gone by faster than our time in Peru. Though there are major differences, the country which New Zealand is most similar to is Australia, in terms of culture. It's a mix of European and American culture, though there is definitely a higher weight given to European culture.


For me, it wasn't the people here that made this great. The students in our program were great, and we became close with three of them, which is something we were unable to do in Peru. But the people I'm talking about are Kiwis, otherwise known as New Zealanders. They're all polite, but just that. Most I interacted with seem to discourage absolute honesty and hold prejudices as well. You know that person that you know who says they're not prejudiced, but then acts in ways that makes it obvious they are? That's how I would describe most people here. Polite, attempting to seem fair and balanced, but actually not. They are nice, and there are many things about them which are great things to respect, but in the end it wasn't the people here that made it magical for me.


What made this place magical for me, just as with Peru, was the energy. But this isn't the same energy at all. In Peru the energy of the culture at large is nice, but the energy of the people is perfect. Here it's the opposite: the energy of the people is nice, but the energy of their culture is perfect. Just as with any other country, New Zealand has political problems and social problems, but overall I can understand why it's constantly touted as one of the best places on Earth to live. With a population of four million it's not even half the size of the state of Ohio (in fact it's nearly just a third of the size), so it's never played a major role in the world system, which I think is a major advantage. Everything here is modernized, with a few exceptions: the internet isn't the best (mainly due to the physical distance from most other countries in the world), they don't use central heating or central air, and costs are quite high. But besides these things, it's about as utopian a country as one could get I would say. Even the way they treat the native population (the Maori), although not perfect, is far better and greater than probably any other country with European-native relations.


This is not to mention the absolutely, without any doubt, marvelous landscape. This mountainous, hilly, green, forested environment has always been my favorite. Having lived here for four months among such beautiful landscapes has been wonderful. Every day we get to see the ocean, cradled on the edge of mountain ranges. And travelling, we've seen whales in their natural environment, gone white-water rafting in the cleanest river I've ever seen, and seen the vast majority of the locations that were used in the Lord of the Rings film trilogy. I can sincerely say that I don't believe I will ever find another place in my life where I will love the natural surroundings so much. I love the nature in Ohio, always have and always will, and love nature really wherever I am. But New Zealand takes the cake, easy. The way they take care of their environment, preserving the nature all around them, and the work they do here to prevent pollution and resource depletion, is a model which all countries (including the US) should follow.


Here the culture change wasn't as drastic as with Peru, since the language here is English (although Maori and Sign Language are also official languages) and the culture is entirely Western. I'm actually very glad for this, because it helped me realize that a place doesn't need to be entirely new or different or strange for it to be beautiful and unique. I suppose I already knew that, but this confirmed that in a way that nothing else could. Although the culture is very similar, there are also endless differences which still interest me today. Even just it's position on Earth, so far from most of the world, so close to Antarctica, mountainous and oceanic, is amazing. I saw more exotic wild animals in the actual wild here than I'd ever seen before in my life: whales, dolphins, seals, just to name a few.


Like Peru, New Zealand will remain as a golden memory within my life experience. I also intend to return here some day, because I know that this country has even more to offer to me than all the greatness it has already given.


***


Both of these journeys, both of these countries, both of these cultures, have impacted me immensely. I have a legitimate travel bug now, an urge to explore growing within me to explore the entire globe. Yes, I know that's corny, but it's true. I'm almost certain I could keep writing about both of these places, both of these experiences, for a solid week or so. Obviously, I can't do that. So I'll stop here before I keep trailing on. In short, this experience of studying abroad and living abroad has been one of the very greatest of my life. I look forward to continuing my travels in the future. There's an entire world out there, and i can't wait to see it.


Caitlyn



This past year of living and studying abroad has been the most incredible experience of my life thus far.   I have had the opportunity to see beautiful places, meet awesome people, learn about different cultures, and test out living on my own.  On top of all that, I’ve been able to experience it all with Paul, which made the experience 100 times more meaningful.

First semester we travelled to Lima, Peru, and I was super excited to improve my Spanish proficiency while we were there.  Upon meeting my host mom for the first time at the IFSA office, I knew that I was going to have a very comfortable, warm home while staying in Peru.  Conchito was a big part of what made my experience so happy and memorable.  She was kind, helpful, affectionate, and always made me delicious meals.  We still keep in touch over email, and I sincerely hope that I get to go back to Peru sometime in the near future to see her again.

Besides, life in my home-stay, our IFSA group and program director were great and added so much to the experience.  Although Paul and I didn’t become super close with anyone in the group, we all felt so included, cared about and loved by everyone there.  The group was like a big family, and I’ll never forget our Thanksgiving celebration which was one of the best Thanksgivings I have ever had.  Everyone was so happy to be together, and we all started over-flowing with tears when many of use chose to go around and say what we were thankful for.  Lali, our program director, was a major reason for the close knit relationship our group had.  She made every person feel included, and she created a safe environment for everyone to learn, share and grow.  Lali dedicated so much of her time to organizing trips for us, helping us to figure out how to ride combis or choose classes, and she was always available when we needed her.  Most important of all, she truly loved every one of us, and that made all the difference.

In Peru, we also got to visit many amazing places.  We went to Caral, the oldest civilization in the Americas, El Carmen, a small village filled with Afroperuano culture, and of course, Cusco and Machu Picchu.  While all of the trips were great, the trip to Cusco is still my favorite thing that I have done during this year of studying abroad.  We got to visit farmers in the depths of the Andes mountains, play with sweet little girls at a shelter, and climb all the way to the top of Wayna Picchu.  I will never forget the amazing feeling I got when I reached the top of Wayna Picchu, the breeze on my face and Machu Picchu laid out below me.  It was an overwhelming feeling of relief, humility and awe. 

Peru still holds a very special place in my heart, and I really want to go back.  The people there are so warm and inviting, and the culture is incredibly rich.  Speaking and hearing Spanish everyday was awesome and it definitely increased my vocabulary and fluency.  I now feel confident that I can go to any Spanish-speaking country and get along just fine.  I miss living 5 minutes away from the ocean, the beautiful Parque del Amor that Paul and I used to like to go to, the chaotic experience of catching a combi, and the buzz of Spanish constantly surrounding me.  Like I said, I can’t wait to go back.  ¡Te amo, PerĂº!

***

And of course, this semester we decided to travel all the way to the other side of the world to come live in Wellington, New Zealand.  This experience has been quite different from our experience in Peru, as we live on our own in flats, rather than with host families.  Living in a flat has definitely been a learning experience, and one that I am glad that I have had.  I’ve learned how to better budget my money and shop frugally, and I’ve also been able to practice cooking every single day, which is something that I’ve wanted to do.  I really like cooking, and I’m glad that I’ve had this experience because it forced me to cook every day and figure out how to make food/ingredients last.  I’ve also learned what it is like to live with three other people and to have to sometimes put aside your pet peeves in order to live in harmony and not get on each others’ nerves too much.  Going from being completely pampered and taken care of by my host mom in Peru to completely doing everything myself in New Zealand was an adjustment, but it was definitely a worthwhile learning experience.

The dynamics of our IFSA group here in New Zealand was much different than that in Peru.  While in Peru our group was very tight-knit, here in New Zealand there were lots of little cliques, so Paul and I didn’t really feel very connected with the group as a whole.  However, we did become very close with three girls from our group – Rachel C, Kat, and Rachel G.  Getting to know the three of them has been a really fun experience and I hope that we all can have a reunion back in the US sometime soon.  We spent many nights playing card games, watching Sherlock or YouTube videos, eating pizza or fish and chips, and just laughing our heads off.  We even went on a couple of pretty awesome trips with them.  Having those three as our friends here was an integral part of our experience, and I’m so happy that we met them.

While here in New Zealand we have also been on lots of great trips around the country.  We got to visit the South Island to go whale watching, did volunteer work on Sommes Island, rafted down the Otaki River, went sight-seeing in Wairarapa, and took a weekend trip to Taupo, Hobbiton and Rotorua.  Unfortunately we weren’t able to see quite as much of the country as we would have liked due to budgetary constraints, but from what we were able to see, New Zealand truly is a beautiful country.  The air is clean and fresh, the water is always an incredible shade of blue, and when it is sunny the whole place seems to glisten.  It has been really interesting to learn about the native wildlife here, like the Kiwi Bird and the Tuatara, and we were lucky enough to see much of it in person.  One thing I really admire about New Zealanders is that most of them are concerned with the environment and with conserving the wildlife and bush around their country.  Every country has its issues, and New Zealand isn’t completely clean or environmentally friendly, but it certainly does a much better job than the United States.  One of the things that I will miss the most about living here is the beautiful views you can see by basically going anywhere, even just outside your front door.

Overall, my experience here in New Zealand has been a wonderful one.  Wellington was a great city to live in, and I’ll miss our time spent at the beach and on the Wellington waterfront.  This city also is home to a wealth of museums, theatres and cultural activities, as well as being incredibly clean well-kept.  I’ll miss going to the Embassy Theatre with Paul to see movies, meandering down Courtenay Place, and eating fish and chips on a regular basis.  The one thing that I will NOT miss about this city is the hills.  Nope, I think I’ll be quite happy to get back to the relatively flat topography of Ohio.  Haha.  Wellington is also great because of its connections to the film industry, being home to Peter Jackson’s own production studio, the Weta Cave, and many Lord of the Rings film sites (all of which Paul and I visited during our tour).  I definitely will miss living in this city, where there is always something to do or something interesting to see.  All in all, New Zealand has been very good to us, and it will surely take a place right next to Peru in my heart.  Cheers, Aotearoa New Zealand!

***

After having this amazing year long experience, I am both relieved and disappointed to be heading home. Traveling has helped me to realize how thankful I am for the home and the life I have back in America, and I am ready to head back to Lebanon, see my family and friends, and even start a new year at Miami.  Coming out of this experience, I am just now realizing how much I really have seen, learned and been able to accomplish, and I feel so very fortunate to have had this experience.  Travelling really is one of those things that shows you how little you actually know about the world, and in that it is a very humbling experience.  After this year abroad, I have gained a tiny insight into what life is like in other parts of the world, and it has fueled my desire to travel even more.

Monday 4 June 2012

There and Back Again

Welcome to our final post for New Zealand!  This semester has gone so fast for us and we can't believe that we'll already be home in a week!  We've had some amazing experiences during our time here, and this past weekend was no exception.  We took a three day weekend trip to Taupo, Matamata (home of the Hobbiton sets), and Rotorua with our friends Kat, Rachel C, and Rachel G, which resulted in an incredible time.  


Day One: 6.1.12


We set off from Wellington around 1 PM on Friday and started our journey up to Taupo.  Wellington, as we hope all of you know by now, is located on the very southern tip of the North Island, and the places we were visiting this weekend are in the northern/central region.  The car trip to Taupo took around 5 hours, with a couple bathroom/snack breaks in between.  There were plenty of beautiful sights outside of our windows as we drove along:


Kapiti Island seen from the car as we began our journey.


More grazing sheep.


Pretty hills and sky.


About forty-five minutes outside of Taupo we also passed by Mount Tongariro, which is used as Mount Doom in the Lord of the Rings movies.  Of course, we had to stop and take pictures.  The mountain itself was beautiful and snow covered, and it has a volcano sitting alongside it which looks like its baby.


Awesome picture taken by Paul of Mount Doom in the sunset.


Paul with Mount Doom.  Watch out for Sauron!


The volcano next to Mount Doom.


We finally reached our hostel in Taupo around 6:30.  We were all exhausted and were planning to wake up early the next morning, so we made dinner, got cleaned up, and hit the hay by 10:00.  


Goofin' in our hostel room.


Day Two: 6.2.12


The next morning we woke up around 7:00 and headed out to explore Taupo for a few hours before making our way to Matamata later in the afternoon.  We first went to Huka Falls, which are part of the Waikato River in Taupo.  The falls were incredibly blue and clouds of mist rose up from them in the cool morning air.


Huka Falls.


Caitlyn by the river.


The deep blue Waikato River rapids.


From there we drove a little ways down the road to walk along the Waikato River see the thermal park which is situated beside it.  Both Taupo and Rotorua are known for their volcanic and thermal activity (more on Rotorua's later), and the Waikato River has some naturally heated hot springs along its banks.  We could see our breath that morning and our hands were frozen, so when we came upon some hot springs complete with pretty little waterfalls, we couldn't resist but take a dip!


Steam rising over the Waikato River.  The water was so clear that we could see all the way to the bottom.


One of the hot spring waterfalls.


Caitlyn, Kat and Paul bathing in the hot spring!


By the time we got out of the hot springs, the weather was clearing up so we headed back to Taupo to sit by the lake and have lunch.  While trying to have lunch, a gaggle of ducks harassed us for food.  They were very brave ducks, getting within just a couple feet from us!  Eventually they brought in some seagulls for reinforcement, and that was when we figured we had better be on our way.


Lake Taupo.  It turned into a gorgeous day!


Kat, Us, Rachel C, and Rachel G on the beach.


A flock of seagulls playing over the water.


A view of Lake Taupo from the look-out.  You can see Mount Doom faintly in the distance.


From Taupo we left for Matamata, a small town that is home to the Alexander Sheep Farm, which is the home of the Hobbiton film set for the Lord of the Rings films. It was just a short drive there and we arrived earlier than expected, so we got tickets for the tour and within a few minutes we were at the set of Hobbiton!


The sheep and hills of Alexander Farms, the home of Hobbiton.


Paul with the tickets and site map, just before leaving for the tour.


The tour begins with a short bus drive through hills of sheep, and into the center of the farm where the set is located. We began by the house of the "grumpy" hobbit from the first film, as well as the tunnel where Gandalf and Frodo enter Hobbiton on the horse carriage. We continued on to the lake, which holds the Green Dragon and the Mill on the far side, along with the double-arched bridge which the duo rides over in the film. We were surprised to learn that the New Zealand Army was hired to build the bridge, and even more surprised to learn that the small pond is home to freshwater eels!


The home of the "grumpy hobbit". His name in real life is Knowel Appleyard, which is very hobbit-ish.


The Green Dragon on the left, the arched bridge, and the Mill on the right.


The hill behind the Green Dragon is being torn apart to install pipes.
The water under the hill is threatening to sink the building, so it has to be done.


After that we went to the Party Tree. The tree is so similar to the description in the books that it was the main reason Peter Jackson (the director of the films) chose this location. Right by the Party Tree is the Party Field, where Bilbo gives his famous speech before disappearing. From there we passed by Samwise Gamgee's hobbit hole.


The group standing in the Party Field near the Party Tree.


Caitlyn outside Sam's hobbit hole.


After Sam's house we went to Bagshot Row, the location of the most famous hobbit hole: Bag End. Bag End is the home of Bilbo Baggins and Frodo Baggins, featured in the films, set atop the hill and looking over all of Hobbiton. The tree above the hole died away after the original trilogy was filmed, so when the crew returned for the new films they built a completely fake tree out of steel and fiberglass. It's so realistic you would never notice it wasn't real unless you knew to look!


Paul at the front gate of Bag End!


Caitlyn standing in front of Bag End, with Hobbiton down below.


The fake tree standing above Bag End.


We spent the rest of the tour going by other hobbit holes and spots from the films, including new hobbit holes built for the upcoming Hobbit films. We also learned that the filming of the new movies was originally planned for 2009 but was moved back to 2010 because Peter Jackson was hospitalized with a perforated stomach ulcer. Luckily he was healed, but as it turns out, J.R.R. Tolkein (the author of the Lord of the Rings books) also had a perforated stomach ulcer and was hospitalized for it. Sadly medicine back then couldn't heal the damage done by it, so Tolkein died. But the connection is very uncanny!


Paul inside a hobbit hole. Most have nothing inside, but this one is built specifically for pictures.




The fields in the background were planted with corn, cabbage, carrots and other veggies for filming.
In the far top left, you see a shed on the hillside. It couldn't be removed, so was made to look like a tree for the film.


The tour ended at about 3, right as the sky was clouding up, so we'd been lucky to have our tour with mostly sunshine. We returned to eat at the Shire's Rest Cafe, but it had closed right at 3 so we weren't able to. We spent some time with the baby lambs they have fenced nearby, then said goodbye to Hobbiton and left.


The lamb at the Shire's Rest, wanting to be fed some grass despite being surrounded by it.


After leaving the Shire, we grabbed a late afternoon meal in Matamata and then made the journey to our hostel in Rotorua, which was about an hour away.  Everyone was worn out once again, but we took advantage of the free spa at the hostel to relax, then played some cards, had a small dinner, and hit the sack around 10:00.




Day Three: 6.3.12


Once again, we woke up bright and early around 7:00 and headed out to see some sights around Rotorua before ending our trip and driving back to Wellington.  Like we said earlier, Rotorua is also known for it's thermal activity, so it was no surprise when we stopped at Lake Rotorua and were confronted with the overwhelming smell of rotten eggs which can only be produced by sulfur.  We could see steam rising in clouds all along the banks, and there were little spouts of steam and small puddles of boiling water or mud in random spots along the beach.  


A small pool of boiling mud on the beach.


Paul holding his nose in front of the lake. It really, really stank. Really.


After the lake we made a stop at the Rotorua Museum, just to take pictures of the grounds (the museum itself wasn't open yet).  Besides the museum, the grounds were home to the first bathhouse built in Rotorua, some scuptures, and a rose garden.


Caitlyn in front of the Rotorua Museum.  


The Mediterranean style bathhouse outside the museum.


We then drove about 20 minutes to the Wai-O-Tapu (which means Sacred Waters in Maori) Thermal Park, which has all kind of geysers, hot springs, craters, and boiling mud pools created by sulfur.  Everyday at 10:15 the Lady Knox geyser goes off.  The geyser has such a dependable schedule because it only erupts when it reacts with certain chemicals that the park staff pour into its spout (the chemicals are completely environmentally friendly). 


The park worker pouring the substance in to make the geyser go off.


The eruption at its peak.


There was also a sulfur pool called the "Artist's Palate" because its water was brilliant shades of orange, green, and yellow.


The Artist's Palate.  The colors were much more vivid in real life.


Paul near the big orange circle in the lake.


We also saw lots of craters and rocks which were colored interesting shades from sulfur water running into them, boiling mud pools, and much more.


A cave formed from sulfuric water flowing through it.  The green, orange and
yellow were once again more vibrant in real life.

Us in front of a rock wall discolored by sulfur.


Bright orange rocks lining the bright green Champagne Pool.


And the coolest thing we saw was the following.  No description necessary:


We thought maybe it was a crater filled with Nickelodeon slime.


Once we left the thermal park, we were all starving so we stopped in Taupo (which is on the way back to Wellington from Rotorua) for some pizza.  We tried the "Pizza Roulette" they have at Hell Pizza which is where they put the essence of ghost chili (the world's hottest pepper) onto one slice.  Rachel G. was the lucky one to bite into the tampered piece, and lets just say her mouth basically caught on fire.  Paul was brave and decided to try it, too, so we ended up having to bring in some fire trucks to cool off their mouths.


Paul and Rachel trying to endure the mind-numbing heat of the ghost chili.  Note: this picture was not staged!
Photo Credit to Kat.


After our lunch, we set out to officially head back to Wellington.  We passed Mount Doom again and took more pictures, and we also saw a complete rainbow along with an amazing sunset.


Mount Doom covered in fluffy white clouds.  We thought it looked like Paramount.


The awesome rainbow we saw through the car window.


The moon rising over a stunning sunset.


All in all, our last big hurrah here in New Zealand turned out even better than we could have expected.  We saw so many beautiful things, and had a great time with our friends.  Our time here in New Zealand has been unforgettable, and we have learned so much.  We are really going to miss the picturesque landscapes of this awesome country, but we are also ready to get home and see all of our family and friends.  So here's to you, New Zealand.  Thanks for a sweet as semester.  Cheers!

Wednesday 30 May 2012

Winding Down in Wairarapa

While you all in America were chowing down on hot dogs on Memorial Day weekend, we went on a day trip to the Wairarapa, New Zealand's wine region, with two of our friends.  Being a really nice region, naturally directors James Cameron and Peter Jackson both have huge estates out there. It was a really fun day, and our friends Kat and Rachel became experts at driving on the left side of the road!

The Wairarapa region includes Greytown, Featherston, Carterton, Masterton, Castlepoint, Riversdale Beach, 
Martinborough, and Lake Ferry which can be seen on this map.


We picked up the rental car around 9:15 and headed out towards Masterton.  As we headed out of Wellington we had to drive along the side of the mountains, and the two of us felt like we were at Machu Picchu again as we rode around the hairpin turns and stared straight down the side of the cliff. All of the crazy turns actually started making Caitlyn feel car sick (deja vu from our whale watching trip to Kaikoura), and Kat's knuckles were white as snow as she gripped the wheel for dear life.  Once we finally got through the mountains, we passed through some very pretty countryside with lots of rolling pastures, sheep and cattle.  We didn't see as many vineyards as we thought we would, though.

The rolling green pastures of New Zealand.  Is the "Green Acres" theme song coming into anyone else's head?


A flock of sheep grazing near some beautiful green mountains.


After over two hours of driving, we finally reached our first destination, Castlepoint.  A tiny little seaside town resting outside of Masterton, Castlepoint is home to some amazing rock formations and a beautiful white lighthouse.  The sea breeze was fresh and crisp after the long car ride, and the ocean was a pretty shade of pale blue.  We met a couple of very friendly Dobermans who were wandering around the parking lot, greeting every person who came their way.  After taking some pictures on the beach, we made our way up to the lighthouse and climbed around the jetty that it sits on.  

The Castlepoint Lighthouse.


Castle Rock.  This awesome formation was formed underwater!


Us at the top of the look-out.
Paul, Caitlyn, Rachel, and Kat on the look-out.  [Photo credit to Kat's camera's timer]
Love these rock formations.


Lighthouse and gorgeous rocks.


The beach and misty mountains.


We would have loved to spend more time wandering around the area, but since it's winter and the sun sets around 5, we had to be on our way pretty quickly.  We drove back inland to Masterton, which is the Wairarapa's biggest town.  Due to our packed schedule, we only stayed for half an hour to eat lunch in Queen Elizabeth Park.  The park was really nice with a playground, rose garden and beautiful old trees with golden autumn leaves.  Even though we're all ready for summertime, the smell of the leaves and the crunch of them under our feet was quite welcome.

The rose garden in Queen Victoria Park.


Fall leaves.


Yellow roses, yellow leaves.


From Masterton we had an hour and a half long car ride down to Cape Palliser, located on the southern coast of the North Island.  We were trying to hurry and get to the cape so that we would have time to hike up to the lighthouse there before dark. We probably would have been able to if it weren't for the crazy New Zealand roads that we encountered once we were just a few minutes from the lighthouse.  First, the road changed from paved to gravel, which really doesn't sound so bad, but we're pretty convinced that this particular gravel was coated in bacon grease.  Kat was having a hard time controlling the car while driving on it, so we had to go really slow.  As we started approaching the cape, we came to a part of the road with water rushing across it into the ocean below.  This part of the road was literally the top of a dam, and there were several inches of water flowing across it.  With all the trouble we had on the gravel road, we didn't feel comfortable driving across, so we parked on the side and ended up walking down the cape. 

This is the ridiculous dam/road we were expected to cross. We saw a fearless older couple drive across in an RV, though. Crazy!


Kat gracefully trying to get across without getting her shoes soaked.

 I say all of this to explain that we unfortunately didn't have time to climb up to the lighthouse, or get very close to it in fact, before it got dark.  Cape Palliser, however, is home to the largest seal colony in New Zealand, and we were definitely not disappointed in that regard.  As we walked along the road towards the cape, there were seals lying all along the grassy area between the road and the rocky ocean, plus plenty more lounging on the rocks below.  Our up close and personal encounters with the seals definitely made up for not making it to the lighthouse.

Lazy fur seals.


Just starin' at us from the rock.


This one started grunting after we stood there for too long.

The coast.


White waves on black sand.


The lighthouse guiding ships home.


Once we made the trek back to the car, we were all hungry and tired and ready to go have dinner in Martinborough, which was about an hour or so away from Cape Palliser.  Once we arrived in the tiny little town of Martinborough, we drove around the main square to find somewhere to eat.  We were driving pretty slowly, and Kat kind of stopped in the middle of the road for a second so that we could look at a restaurant.  Once we started moving again, we noticed a cop car behind us which then proceeded to turn on its lights.  We were all very relieved when the cop came to the window and said that they were just doing alcohol checks (none of us had been drinking of course).  The funny part was when the cop stuck out the breathalyzer and told Kat to state her address, but she was a little confused and just blew onto it.  The cop said,"No, state your address, please."  Kat started cracking up (she probably seemed like she was drunk) and apologized, saying she'd never done a breathalyzer before.  She got off without a hitch, and all was fine.  Now we have an ongoing joke about Martinborough cops and breathalyzers.  "Looking for a place to eat in Martinborough? BREATHALYZER." or "Stop for a split second in the middle of the road in Martinborough? BREATHALYZER."  You can come up with your own variation.

Us in the restaurant.  You can tell that Paul is a little worn out.  [Photo credit to Rachel C.]

On Tuesday, we had our study abroad program Farewell Dinner.  It was held at this really nice restaurant called the Foxglove which is located on the waterfront.  We all got spiffed up and had a really good time enjoying the bounty of delicious food that was placed before us.  The two of us also tried creme brulee for the first time (Caitlyn really liked it, Paul thought it was good except for the bruleed part on top).  Everyone also received a little prize package with a personal award -- ours was "Best Traveled Pair."  Overall we had a really good time at the dinner, and it made us realize that we only have a week and a half left here in New Zealand!  We're just trying to enjoy it while we can.

Paul (very poorly lit) outside of the Foxglove.


Our very fancy dinner menu,


Rachel C, Rachel G and Kat: our three best friends here!


Us :)


The yummy creme brulee.

Be sure to tune in for our next blog post, which will potentially be out last (sad face) and will be detailing our upcoming trip around the northern part of the North Island!