13.11.2009 - 15.11.2009
“What is love? Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more”
Ok… We had achieved a maximum level of relaxation in the Cook Islands. We were even able to hold onto a good part of it throughout our trip to Auckland. Then we found ourselves standing outside Nomads Infusion. We had originally thought it was a different hostel when we booked it, damn travel guides. Nomads Infusion? We rolled into a seven story hostel a block off Auckland’s Main drag Queen Street. Loud techno was blaring at the front desk when we checked in at 11:00 pm and there were a bunch of drunk 20 something’s running around like a scene out of animal house. I felt like we took off from a super laid back south pacific paradise and landed in a rave party at a cheesy disco. If you are familiar put yourself in a scene from SNL’s a night at the Roxy. If we were both still in college, mostly drunk, and trying to get laid it would have been great but tired and ready for bed it was no exactly what we were looking for. Oh well… Check out the advertisement for there chain of hostels.