I'd like to say more about that last picture; I'd like to reminisce. I spent nearly eleven years of my life in that house; since then, I have lived on average only 1.2 years in an individual spot. The window on the left was from my bedroom. I never wanted to leave there. I remember when we painted my bedroom yellow for, I think, my fifth birthday. The house itself used to be a light yellow, creamish colour, but we repainted it the current colour a few years before we sold it. The fence across the front never used to be there, and on the right used to be a cylindrical shaped tree that I thought was really cool. Mum had it chopped down before we sold the place so that the spare room (window on the right) could have more light, a move I opposed! And let me just say that I am MASSIVELY disappointed by the fact that the letterbox is white again. It was white, and then I painted it bright yellow. It was my pride and joy. We never had to tell people our address, we just had to give them our street name and say "the house with the yellow letterbox". I wouldn't be surprised if our neighbours also used it as a marker! Oh well. At least it still has the numbers we bought for it.
And now we move slightly up the coast to Paraparaumu. It and Raumati essentially blur together.
I did proceed north from Paraparaumu to Otaihanga, but none of my photos from there are really anything special. Were it not for the evening sunlight, I would have been able to get some nice photos of the Waikanae River. Oh well, next time! So instead, because I can, here are photos of trains!
And that's it for my photos from New Zealand!