I wandered around the small town of Whitianga and headed back to the warm, dry hostel as soon as the rain started mid-afternoon. The hostel kitty and I had the living room to ourselves and the best view of the storm, which was increasing in strength.
I made myself a steaming pot of tea and watched the New Zealand Parliament debating their new budget on the telly. The guy above was a 'talking head' accountant commenting on the tax changes. And I thought I had big ears!
Overnight the wind and rain intensified and didn't let up until morning. A very noisy night which had me a little worried the roof might blow off the place.
But it didn't.
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