First the shoes. Near the local supermarket is a shop with a few shoes on display. I picked one of them up, a pink Skecher. Cousin swears by Skechers, but I have never had a pair. The shoe was as light as air. I was suddenly, and immediately, seized with the absolute need to acquire a pair. What could be better for sightseeing?
On Monday we went in search. We failed. New stock is coming in, but no Skechers in the right size and style for me. Disappointment ballooned above me. But then the assistant produced a pair of equally lightweight shoes of another make, New Balance. Bingo. I have only removed them to sleep in two days.
So now the toilets. Earlier in the year, Lyn, who as I believe I have mentioned before is the most organised person in the planet, sent me a list of places she thought I might like to visit on our trip to the north end of the North Island. I clicked on the the link to Hundertwasser and was amazed. An Austrian, he came to live in Kawakawa and made this outstanding contribution to the town.
Quite how much more of the art on display in the main street is Hundertwasser’s, and how much was inspired by him, I do not know. But it makes quite an impression.
But it was lunchtime and we were hungry. Lyn had spotted a café at number 39 which looked promising. In we went. Good smells and good food. One snag, nothing vegan in the menu. However the woman in charge took it as a challenge and promised me she would work a miracle. She did.
So the next time you are in Kawakawa, drop in. You’ll find my thanks in the Visitors’ Book, and more importantly you’ll have a splendid meal served by generous people who care about food and care about customers. Don’t forget to leave a tip; they have big ambitions.