Work is going well at the new hostel, and I'm hardly working as much as I expected. Our pace of life is much slower, and it's been great getting to know other backpackers at the hostel. There are several Germans, a Canadian, and another American. The host family of the hostel is very kind, and have let us use their car to run errands (neither of them drive). I refuse to drive; I am terrified of messing up with everything being backwards, but Bret has taken to the roads nicely. Overall, kiwis are a feisty bunch on the roads, but it's made for more of an adventure while out and about driving.
While driving the tiny car yesterday, we noticed that it started making weird noises, and had a funky smell. After barely making it up the steepest driveway ever (it sounded like it was going to die), we pulled up to the house, stopped the car, and found smoke pouring out of the hood. Not exactly a good impression with the hostel owner standing right there. It wasn't us, I swear! The rest of the afternoon was spent taking the car to the garage, calling AA (their version of AAA), adding various fluids, and finally fixing the vehicle. Turns out, it had no oil, they added the wrong kind, the radiator cap was incorrect, they assumed the car was overheating and added engine coolant, causing an explosion of slimy green liquid all over the engine, and basically the car required a major tune-up. Never fear, though, the car is fixed.
Bret lawn mowing and the wonky car!
Bret's job included mowing the lawn today, and it's fitting since his first job was lawn mowing. After cleaning up, we went to happy hour with our new Canadian friend, got falafel for dinner, convinced the backpackers to watch New Zealand's Next Top Model, and stayed up late playing card games. Two more days of work for the week, and then two days off! Whoo-hoo!
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