February, 2009: I can’t quite remember how, but somehow we ended up at the most random camping ground in the middle of nowhere in the north island of New Zealand.
Luckily we got to borrow an old truck from a farmer living nearby.
This is one of those times where you really love how open, and friendly the New Zealand people are.
The fact that someone lets a couple of strangers take his truck and use it as much as they like whenever they like (using his petrol) wanting nothing in return – is amazing!
Besides, how could you possibly have the heart to let down someone who shows that trust in you?
That is why I took great care of that ol’ truck, and treated it like fragile glass.
Yes, that’s the reason I drove 15 km/hour along the road, not because I was shit scared to be driving on the ‘wrong’ side of the road… :p
(After 5 minutes on the road we had a whole following of 6 cars driving behind us trying to get past)