So at this point of the journey something happened. After that lovely toga party where we stayed up until 3am and had to be on the bus at 7am, things were a bit tiring. We stopped at a backpackers restaurant to have food and coffee and were on our way up to Whitianga. It wasn't until an hour after leaving the backpackers restaurant that I remembered I had left my backpack there. This backpack contained the following:
Both Cameras
Both Wallets
Both Passports
Both books
and a beanie.
So yeah I basically lost all of our important shit. It was one of those moments where you realize that you are seriously fucked. So I went up the driver and borrowed her phone to call the place. The ladies who worked there had OUR STUFF!!! This was good, the problem was getting it back since we couldn't turn around. After hours of deciding we decided to have it express mailed to Auckland at the MAGIC BUS location so we could pick them up. The trouble was that for three days we would have no money. I think we had a total of 30 in pocket. We were smart and booked our Hostel early and payed in full so we had a place to stay. So for three days we didn't have our cameras and had to buy a disposable camera that I have not yet developed. So moral of the story is don't forget your shit.
We finally got our stuff the day before we left, but who knows what would have happened. I was fine staying in New Zealand. I could have been a farmer, or just chilled at Hobbiton.
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