So Jota, Diego, Ayelet and I hit the road back to Golden Bay, the land of hippies. Unfortunately the car has been having a lot of problems. Basically it's a piece of crap. It can't really make it up hills and between Motueka and Takaka is a mountain. So, we ended up making stops every 5 minutes or so to let the car cool down. A lot of nice people stopped for us to help but there was really nothing to be done. We finally made it over the hill and got to Takaka.

I was really happy to finally leave Motueka. I am getting antsy to start traveling again. Another problem arose when we found out that Diego's visa was going to expire in like...two days, and he didn't have all the things he needed to reapply. So most of our time in Takaka was spent fixing the car and dealing with that. I also unintentionally went to Abel Tasman AGAIN, for the third time, with Ayelet. We did the upper tip which was really beautiful and there were hardly any people. I feel really bad for Ayelet. She isn't having a great time in New Zealand and all our plans are kind of messed up because of the car. We can't go more than 100 km in one direction without serious problems. So now we are here in Nelson, in good old Paradiso, waiting for the car to be fixed. The craziest people stay in Paradiso. The other night we all made dinner together, and this Asian guy Mac was staring hungrily at our food. So we were like...ummmm do you want some? He was not shy about helping himself to our dinner at all. And then when we asked for a beer or two, he couldn't spare one. How rude.

With less than two weeks left in NZ, I'm not sure what I will do. I really want to start going north and see things I missed on the way down, but I really want to spend the rest of my time with Jota too. Maybe I will compromise and do half and half. Having a boyfriend while traveling is something I think I cannot emotionally deal with again. It just going to be really strange to be separated from someone who you have spent practically every day with for three months. But we will see what happens.