Morning started early in Napier for Thelma, waking at 6am for the sunrise, which was 6.08am. No time for dressing, or hairbrush …. ran across the road in jammies to catch the colours of the morning.
Promising to be a glorious day ahead!
Morning maintenance consisted of Charcoal teeth whitener, and coffee face scrub. Thelmas teeth looked like she had none and then ended up looking like she had eaten a whole packet of black licorice, still waiting for the pearly whites, and apart from smelling good, the face scrub settled into all the wrinkles and set like mud! Louise then passed on these activities.
It was then out the door exploring, in search of hair and nail maintenance.
Having looked up accommodation options for tomorrow night, with no success, we decided first stop was the Isite tourist centre to try and wheedle our way into a nice room. A very helpful young lady tried her very best, but everything was full. Kiwis are certainly travelling around their own country at this time. We finally secured a spot, not the planned spot, but this is what makes a roadie interesting.
Mini golf on the waterfront, deserted due to lack of cruise ships!
We then booked the hair maintenance for tomorrow and headed to the nail salon.
Toes and fingers done and dusted…not without a performance. Thelma got the learner on feet and Louise got her on fingers. This was not the pleasant social experience one expects while having beauty treatments, as English being the second language for the technician made for a very boring time and rather longer than expected!
Hungry and just a little frazzled it was time for a beer garden!
Finally relaxing to music, bevy’s and a grazing plate, the smiles returned!
The final activity was a stroll along the waterfront, now too cool to don our new retro bathing suits (yes that was the plan) and lie on the beach for some R&R.
The stroll was quite a brisk one, as after two rum and cokes (each) we both needed a bathroom stop! All day in town, a bathroom on every corner, on the waterfront NO! Just lots of kids on bikes, skateboards and scooters on their way home from school.
While the hotels are so full, the town is devoid of people. We learned that the government has filled all the hotels with people made homeless through Covid job loss, and they’ve never left, why would they? But beware travellers, book well in advance if you are planning a roadie!
All who wander are not Lost girls 