Last day in the Northland

We had a little trip from Paihia to Russell on a ferry, a little walk, a little argument. Hanna had a huge cry, because her favourite hat (red with white flowers from her Polish Grandmorther) flew away into the water and was gone forever. So she lost two things in the north: a hat and her first milk tooth. At least we still have the tooth, so the tooth-fairy can come. Hanna decided to keep the tooth untill she reaches Australia, clever little thing, she already knows the exchange rate is better there.

This guy caught a stingray, obviously he didn't know until he pulled it out, so then he had to let it go. It was a good show to watch.

Backblipped yesterday in paradise.