As amazing as they were, our last few stops (Singapore, Bali, Sydney) were actually made with an ulterior motive: they represented the most interesting, efficient and economical way to get to the isolated corner of the globe containing New Zealand. It was a short flight from Sydney to Auckland, where we picked up our camper van and began a twenty-four day exploration of the country.
Our first van (more on that in another post), was small and simple compared to some of the monstrous RVs that you can find cruising down the road with a set of retirees behind the wheel. In fact, rather than an RV, we were really just living out of a van. A van named Max. As in Max Power. Thin and lean, but with a robust turbo diesel engine, Max left every other camper van in our dust on NZ’s winding, mountainous roads. We covered a lot of ground in our new home; Max was crucial to our New Zealand odyssey. Continue reading