Monday, March 5, 2007

90 mile beach



Some things that might not get so much as an eyebrow raise from the Kiwis over here are still exciting novelties for me . Among them: driving on the left side of the road; digging my toes into the sand and pulling out loads of pipi (they're like clams) that I can cook and eat for dinner; and...driving on the beach. Not just any beach of course - 90 mile beach at the northern tip of the north island. It's actually 70 kilometers, but who's counting? Kudos to the PR girl. It's one long, railroad-straight, unbroken strip of sand so flat during low tide that you can drive a bus on it. Or even T-Rex.

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