New Zealand - Land of the long and winding road

A combination of the worst but most expensive internet cafe's in the world has made blogging pretty much impossible. We've been in the country for over a week and this is the first time I've encountered a functioning computer.

After a few days in Auckland we picked up our campervan and travelled up north. The drivers are way more aggressive than you'd ever imagine, making a red-carded Tana Umaga look like a little lamb. The population seems to be obsessed with erectile dysfunction and alcoholism, with every radio advertisement thoroughly covering the subjects.

Even more amusing than all of that has been the build up to the Rugby World Cup. I read an article in a local paper which stated that if New Zealand wasn't playing it would be contested between South Africa and France. On the surface these guys seem hugely confident but on closer inspection (these are loafers -Lisa) they're shivering in their boots. They haven't won the World Cup in 20 years and are desperate. I've taken every opportunity to chat with the locals and have really enjoyed telling them the All Blacks haven't had enough game time and have a few injury worries.