New Zealand on the Horizon

There's three weeks to go until my husband and I embark on our two-week North Island exploration, and I'm starting to get a touch of the travel jitters. This always happens whenever I'm about to go somewhere. I don't travel well. By the time I get to the airport, I'll be one highly-wound, quivering mess, on the verge of spontaneously combusting.

But before I get to the combusting stage, I need to actually get organised.

At this stage, all we've done is book the basics: we've got our flights, we've got our Spaceship hired, and that's it. No accommodation purchased. No pre-bought tours or activities. Nothing. We've decided we're going to wing it and see what happens. It could be a recipe for disaster, but I guess we'll see when we get there.

We do have an idea of the things we want to see and do while we're there - or at least I do. High on my list of 'to-dos' (if money wasn't a barrier): a guided trek of the Tongariro Crossing, a Lost World caving tour, a day trip out into the deep blue for some game fishing (something that I have never done before and am more eager than I ever thought I would be to try).

This blog will be like my travel diary for the New Zealand trip, as well as any other voyages my husband and I decide to take from now on, no matter how short or close to home they may be. For now, though, I'll keep dreaming of Auckland and Tongariro and Taupo and Coromandel and all the other glorious places I'll be coasting around in three weeks' time. Bliss!