Our drive down to Hamilton - 24th March

I didn't expect to be the Satnav...but as sarah was concentrating so much on not writing off the car, this is what i became.

I lead us through auckland city...which is similar to central london...just less nutters, cabbies, and black people. But more asians, buses and crazy signs.

We decide to take the backstreets, as sarah doesn't feel confident enough yet to take the main strip. This turns out to be a very unwise move, as we arrive at the STEEPEST HILL YOU'LL EVER SEE, unless your skiing the black slope on holiday.

Bread and cheese hill tipped up! Some genius wacked traffic lights halfway up it. Even with the handbrake on, and the brake down we were still slipping back. Que hill start.

Barbara the bug didn't like this and she sounded very angry!

We made it though but did manage to stall at some lights later on...where instead of calmly restarting...sarah screams...starts wheezing, and banging the dashboard saying over and over 'WHERE ARE THE HAZARDS, WHERE ARE THE FUCKING HAZARDS'

It was HILARIOUS!


All in all she was picking it ip...apart from the minor driving up one way roads with HGV's coming towards you...everything was fine and dandy.

(sarah would like to add...she can drive and its not her fault tht there is a severe lack of NO ENTRY signs on one ways roads!)


We stop for petrol...(apparently in the maori ghetto). Sarah goes to pay and the man asks if she would like 'flybys' with that.

Sarah replys 'im from england dont have a clue what they are'

IN A NEW ZEALAND ACCENT!? stupid bitch.

We EVENTUALLY made it to Hamilton and were now staying at the Kilsby residency, where our slave (hi kym) waits on us (we love kym).