While I’d briefly been to Tauranga in the past, for some reason I never drove the extra ten minutes to Mount Maunganui.\u00a0 “The Mount”, as it’s known by pretty much everyone, sits on one arm of the harbour, long sandy beaches running up the narrow spit of land towards the hill that gives the town its name.<\/p>\n
Bronzed surfers trailed sand from their boards as they crossed the main road.\u00a0 A radio station was running some kind of competition on the beach, the announcer hyping up a large crowd of teenagers.\u00a0 The bars were full, and salt spray hung in the air as the scent of roasting skin wafted from the nearby sunbathers.\u00a0 It was a provincial holiday that weekend, and the locals were making the most of it.<\/p>\n
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The temperature hadn’t dropped at all by the time we arrived at Pacific Coast Backpackers, a few minutes from the centre of town.\u00a0 Accommodation was at a premium due to the holiday, but I was impressed with the place.\u00a0 Our double room was bright and airy, with little touches like a flower on the handtowels being a step up from most hostels.\u00a0 Let’s face it, towels of any sort are a rarity, with or without the blooms.<\/p>\n
The upstairs common room was big, comfortable and a great place for a few quiet drinks in the evening, and our bathroom was only shared with three other rooms.\u00a0 The hostel was almost completely full yet never felt like it, and that was quite an achievement.<\/p>\n
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The only downside was the wifi pricing, at an eye-watering $18NZD for six hours.\u00a0 It wasn’t the most expensive in the country – that joy was still to come – but it was still about $17 too much.\u00a0 Strangely enough, we stuck with 3G for our entire stay as a result.<\/p>\n
It seems that if you’re not on the beach, eating or drinking somewhere in Mount Maunganui, you’re up the hill somewhere.\u00a0 Once the searing sun had abated a little, a friend and I wandered up for no better reason than the fact it was there.\u00a0 A steady 45 minute climb later we hit the top, where it wasn’t hard to notice the two main activities that were taking place: sitting around in a group with a few beers, or paragliding.\u00a0 The latter looked a little more interesting…<\/p>\n
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We watched a relative newcomer to the sport go first, running off the cliff and circling for a couple of minutes before disappearing out of view below.\u00a0 The woman that followed him, however, obviously had a little more experience.\u00a0 Backwards and forwards she soared, catching the warm air as it rose up the cliff face, seemingly flying wherever she chose.\u00a0 I’d never considered paragliding as a sport I’d be interested in before, but all of a sudden it looked a lot more appealing.<\/p>\n
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The shadows were lengthening when we finally made our way down towards the town again, albeit slowly enough that there was plenty of time to stop for a hazy evening photo or two.<\/p>\n
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The best photo of all, however, came once we returned back to the town.\u00a0 Turning onto the road that ran alongside the harbour, I almost ran into the car in front of me as a bright orange glow erupted from across the water.\u00a0 Quickly pulling over and grabbing my camera, I must have taken fifty photos of the sunset – much to the amusement of the people enjoying an evening picnic alongside.<\/p>\n
“Why are you taking so many photos?” one of them asked.\u00a0 “The sun goes down every day around here.”<\/p>\n
Because, well, it looked like this.<\/p>\n
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The next day was a joyous mess of delicious food, good coffee and beach time, capped off by several drinks in an outdoor bar where the beer and the tunes were equally chilled.\u00a0 My cousin had driven over from Hamilton that morning, and being able to spend all day with friends and family doing not much of anything was a rare, perfect delight.\u00a0 The biggest downside of being a permanent traveller is the scarcity of moments like these, which makes them all the more precious when they do come to pass.<\/p>\n
We rolled out the following morning, another short stay in a little New Zealand town.\u00a0 It had been my first time at the Mount, but it won’t be my last.\u00a0 There aren’t all that many spots in the country where I’d seriously consider spending several months any longer … but a summer on the beach there?\u00a0 It wouldn’t take much to convince me at all.<\/p>\n
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