Auckland the "city of sails"

Auckland the “city of sails” in New Zealand

I don’t know how I can top my beef Jerky story while simultaneously trying to make Auckland sound just as exciting ( sad to say it actually isn’t). It’s an amazing city with so much to see and do in the central parts, but can get to be a bit to commercial and uninviting for those looking for an authentic New Zealand trip ( which I was from the second I got off the plane). I will say my favorite part of my time there had to be the coast to coast trail. It begins at the citys port near its ferry boat house and the queens wharf pier, and ends near Mt. Eden (or at least that’s where my coast to coast walk began and ended.)

Mt. Eden was breathtaking; you go from the view of the city to views of mountains and craters, back to having an overview of both city and mountains.. something I can honestly say I haven’t seen before. I can also say I don’t happen to run into creepy old men to often when im home but for some reason Auckland was crawling with them while I was there.

While on Mt. Eden and attempting to enjoy the nice day and sceneic view an older man named, ron or Rodney or who even knows at this point, felt the need to monopolize my time for about 30 minutes not asking me about new york but rather telling me about it.. and better yet telling me about the 70s in New york( which after about 12 stories I realized he had never even been to new york.. let alone the states)

I tried to be polite told him I do a mean Cher impression after a few beers at karaoke and carry on, but rodney Ronald whatever wasent having it. I nodded and pretended to listen as he told me about MONY and their hit songs( still don’t know who they are) but eventually escaped while he tried to squeeze the life out of me with a hug.

The creepy old men don’t stop there. As im strolling around the citys streets ( and being geographically impaired as I am I naturally become lost.. per usual) I decide to ask a man on the phone for directions thinking hed point me on my way and then id go.. not the case people.. not the case. He proceeded to tell me he had nothing to do and would like to escort me along my way. This 50 something year old man begins to tell me to watch out for creepy people and to carry a knife and to stay away from certain streets(while trying to grab my arm/hand and escort me through the city like a five- year-old) I tried to ditch him saying I needed to go to the store and that no more assistance was needed.. it took me 10 minutes to explain to him id be fine before he finally let me be .

I went to bed woke up and my nerd instincts were tingling for the nearest library where I felt the need to brush up on my new Zealand history… and use the library’s free wifi ( you all know you would do it too). Arriving to early I wait outside with my breakfast sandwhich in hand.. I also happened to hear commotion around the corner and then comes into my view the source of it all. A tiny angry maori man screaming at them to let him in, he screams obsitinties and no one else is phased by it. Being as immature as I am I find it hilarious and start laughing and so does the boy next to me… the maori man hears us and starts coming are way.. I knew what we were in for so I stand up and walk away… the boy next to me gets his wrath while I get a “ YOU RUN LITTLE GIRL THAT’S RIGHT POO POO YOU” I laughed again and thank god the library doors opened cuz the man might have come after me.

Security took care of him and I went on my way thinking how Auckland is crawling with little angry man trolls and older men who think they have a chance with young American girls SHEESH

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