At this point of my stay in New Zealand, I was teaching 45 hours of classes a week. Teaching is not like working in the business world. In order to teach that many hours in a week, I had to be at school around 60 hours a week. Even considering the fact that I lived seven minutes from my school, I still had about four hours that were spent not working, sleeping, or eating. Exhausting. So my only free time was on the weekends. I needed to get north. I wanted to head up to Cape Reinga, the northern most point of the north island. Taking a bus wasn’t an option because of my limited time frame. I decided my best option was to hire a car. I learned how to drive when I was 15. I drove for about ten years before I moved out of the States. Still, I had never driven on the opposite side of the road. “Oh well, gotta try sometime,” I thought to myself.
Driving up north from Auckland is a very interesting experience. From central Auckland, you take the bridge over to North Shore. About twenty minutes after you cross the bridge, the city really starts to thin out. The hills start to roll and the scenery is beautiful. I was with a beautiful companion and we had a long drive a head of us in order to get to our destination for the evening. Luckily, we were able to catch a beautiful sunset en route.