We arrived in Thames hopeful of a nice campsite in the countryside bonding with nature just like we imagined. Twenty minutes up a gravel track we reached the campsite and were ready to settle down for the evening. Despite the weather being on and off all day, we were still cheerful and hopeful. This didn't last long when we realised it the campsite was closed due to flooding. We headed back on the windy and wet gravel back to the centre. The only other place to stay was basically a glorified car park with a room for showers, cooker and seats. This night might well be our most memorable. We parked up and went for a wander round the town which reminded me of a stereotypical American town.
When we got back we had just sat in Carlos when a man came and knocked on our window and told us to come in. In England people keep themselves to themselves so being invited in by a stranger was not what we expected. There were 3 older couples, one being a Somerset couple. They kept pouring wine and were getting more and more merry. An American couple joined us too. The night went on pretty late with travel and camping stories. Writing it now, it doesn't sound amazing, but drunken older people can be hilarious!
The following day we were all ready to head around the Coromandel peninsular. All packed up and ready to go, we were told the roads were flooded and to head South instead. We consulted the map and headed to Te Aroha!
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