As promised, this is a happier post about my love’s hometown. We had to get gas so we went looking for a BP station because she has some kind of special magical savings card that if you build it up enough you can save tons of money. The GPS on her phone really sucks cuz her phone really sucks. It took us down a very weird route before it got us to the station. But I think EJ spotted the station before the GPS told us where to go.
She pumped the gas and went inside. We were basically the only ones there. So I sat patiently (Ha! Me? Patient!?) waiting for her to return. Cars pulled up and the drivers pumped and car and driver were reunited promptly. But no EJ. So now I’m thinking the worst! What has happened? Is she getting kidnapped? Murdered?? What should I do?? What’s the number to 911 in this country??? (It’s 111 if you’re curious) FINALLY, she comes back out.
The people in the gas station were telling her about this awesome restaurant call The Boardwalk. They have seating practically on the beach. It’s a lovely place to watch the sun rise and there is a plastic barrier to protect you from the wind and such. But when EJ was explaining it to me, I really couldn’t grasp what she was trying to describe. I guess there was a total of 3 people that suggested this to her. Well, I guess that means we should go check it out.
We drove over and she reminisced about her days in Napier. She told me about her school having a fun run but in fact it was not a fun run at all! She pointed out her grandma’s house. I also got to see where she went to primary school. She showed me where she lived as a kid and she was very sad at the state of the house now. She showed me the bushy tree that she would climb up to the top and slide down on the branches to the ground. She was such a daredevil!
We arrived at our breakfast location. It was quite a bit on the cool side and of course windy. I was wearing what I call my hanky dress. It looked like a giant handkerchief with a hole cut in the middle for my head and arms. It was really low cut and the wind would catch it nearly blowing it up over my head. Needless to say I was feeling very self conscious. But EJ said I looked wonderful. She makes me feel better. I love that about her. She says it and she means it.
The view was gorgeous out on the patio. I felt ambitious and decided that we should sit out there. It only took about 5 minutes before I realized that it was too freakin’ cold and windy for all of that. So we opted for a table inside but they still had the doors opened wide and we could still experience the beach view.
We perused through the menu and it seemed like the only thing I was getting for breakfast was Eggs Benny. Which I love! But I really wanted to try something new. OH! Look at that! Chorizo!! That’s what I want… with a Mocha! EJ got her Eggs Benny with bacon on the side because she loves me and gives me her bacon. Not at all because she’s a Vegetarian!
We spent most of the time staring at each other. We had to get our looks in before our real faces are replaced by computer screens. We made plans to meet her sister at her house. I was really nervous because I was going to be eating chorizo and that usually means I will need to have a potty break. “Hi Sis! Nice to meet you! Can I poop in your toilet please?” That’s a great first impression, right?
The food came out and it looked amazing! So much food! And I am finding out that poached eggs are possibly my favorite way to cook an egg. The bacon was ok. I like mine crispy. It was not crispy. Other than that, it was very delicious!
After breakfast, it was off to meet her sister and her sister’s boyfriend. They were so nice! They kept talking about how happy they are to see EJ finally happy. Which made me really happy. We had a good bash session for the evil one. It seemed like no one likes him on her side. Seriously. Then we started chatting about the difference between America and New Zealand. Her sister’s boyfriend is well versed in the ways of America because of the TV shows he watches. Yikes. That is not a good representation of the US.
We got hugs from her sister. When she was hugging EJ, she cried. I guess she cries every time EJ leaves. Which I thought was sweet. Now we are off to get ice cream cuz EJ promised!!
It was a little ice cream shack near the waterfront called Danish Delight. We parked and made our way across the street holding each other’s hand. It was so normal for us. That I was a little taken aback when a kid who was probably just freshly into college honked his horn leaned out of his window and screamed, “YEAH!!” EJ and I laughed because dudes are stupid.
We got up to the counter and I could tell by the look on EJ’s face that she was super excited for me try this ice cream. It was adorable. I love when she gets excited to share things with me. I got Hokey Pokey with whipped cream, caramel, and sprinkles in a waffle cone. EJ laughed at me because I got sprinkles. BUT I LOVE SPRINKLES. I don’t care if I’m 87… I will still ask for sprinkles. Hokey Pokey flavored ice cream has like honey crunchy bits in it. It is so good! EJ got Devon Cream with whipped cream and caramel but no sprinkles because she likes to not give what her inner child needs. Devon Cream tastes like milk. It’s not vanilla. It’s just milk flavored. It was good but I liked my Hokey Pokey flavored better.
New Zealand caramel tastes like honey to me. I remember EJ telling me that she hates honey. I meant to try some NZ honey before I left to compare to see if there were any differences. Because their peanut butter is different, maybe their honey is too. I guess we will have to have that experiment when I go back.
After we ate our cones, we headed back. One more day left. And although, it was very sad that it was my last day, it was a very good day.
Look at that view!!!
So much of the yumminess!!
I miss fancy NZ coffee so much!
NEXT: My last but not final day in New Zealand.