YOLOing Down Under in New Zealand

yolo (yō'lō') v. 1. An acronym coined by Anna Kate Samenuk for "You Only Live Once". 2. To live life to the fullest by taking chances and risks. v. Informal., -loed, -lo·ing, -los. (Caitlin yoloed and went skydiving yesterday) 3. Caitlin, Christine, Nick, and Maggie's motto for their 7 month adventure in New Zealand.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Go Broke or Go Home (or stay in Queenstown)

To all of our avid blog readers, this is the YOLOers final post. Christine, Nick and Caitlin head back to the US on May 8th while Maggie has decided to extend her stay in Queenstown until July. Fortunately for all of you, we give you this post as all four YOLOers reunited for one final Hurrah.

Christine, Nick and Caitlin picked up a Campervan in Wellington for the last week of their stay in NZ. This is as pimp as the yoloers go…Caitlin likes to call it “Pimp my Yolo.”

Nick takes a steamy bath at hot water beach. Here you can dig your own geothermal spa. Normally they charge ten dollars a shovel, we opted for the FREE dust pan we had in our campervan.


Next stop was 90 mile beach. Basically a whole lot of beach and a whole lot of sand. This poor stingray died a terrible death as it was eaten by a shark…actually we don’t know because we found it on the beach when we drove up.


The Yoloers conquered every terrain, including the desert like sand dunes on the tip of the north island. Again, we chose not to spend the ten dollars to rent a board for sliding down and ran down them instead. This may be the end of our trip but we are still cheap.

The Yoloers thought their luck had ran out when their campervan broke down on the side of a barren highway. With no cell service, Maggie and Nick went to the nearest house to just use the phone. Not only did they allow us to use their phone, the Ferris family also entertained us for the 8 hours it took to get a new camper. They taught us how to ocean fish, cook fresh mussels from off the beach, and how to be an all around kiwi. They even gave us dinner and dessert! Not to mention a nice parking spot at the school next door.



Christine and Aidan Ferris celebrating their successful mussel collecting. (Maggie helped too).





We have come full circle, made it back to Auckland, and have taken the final Yolo photo on the same bench where we took the very first group shot. Oh what seven months and strong UV rays will do to you.





We have had a lot of fun and these past seven months have been an unforgettable adventure.
We hope you have had as much fun reading the blog as we have writing it. We leave you with this word of wisdom.

YOLO. (for life)





And now for the good stuff… the best of YOLOers (our Superlatives)

Top 5 Best Jumping Photos














































Top 5 Most Heinous Photos



















































Top 5 Things You Didn’t Know

1. At our Xmas party, Maggie passed out before midnight, while attempting to take a ten minute power nap. Her nap turned into a 12 hour comatos slumber where party goers proceeded to decorate her with santa hats, ornaments, and garland (she was still wearing her cape too). The best part is at 10am when Maggie awoke, she found herself literally adorned with Xmas ornaments. She stood up, startled, but couldn’t get out of bed until she removed her hat and her cape. The first thing she said was “Hey, where’d everyone go”

2. On Election Day, in attempts to be patriotic we wanted to eat American food, and found our local Dennys. After having eaten dinner (not at Dennys, cause that’s gross) we walked to Dennys and decided it was a good idea to order two desserts- the snowball and the hot fudge cake. All you need to know is Caitlin didn’t make it out of the Denny’s without losing her dessert (and dinner) in the Dennys bathroom. Even internationally, Denny’s still maintains its reputation.









3. Nick and Christine’s first exposure to the Dux de Lux social circle was the 80s party. In full 80s gear they went to the party, made friends, and drank a little too much. Christine came home to find Nick passed out, in full 80s gear, up against their gate. Minutes before, he had pressed every single apartments call button (except our own) mumbling “Those F***ing burrito B***** won’t let me in! Christine attempted to get him in the house, and only managed to get him this far





4. Nick crashed the camper before it broke down. He ran it into a pole in a gas station. After the camper broke down, the rental company had bigger things to worry about (and the camper may or may not have broken down when Nick was driving as well).


5. We still haven’t found Chris Ward. We have your shoes you Welsh schmants wearing thief.

3 Comments:

Blogger Maggie said...

I'm a wee bit sad to see the blog come to an end (especially since I'm still solo yoloing in Qtown), but clearly it cannot go on since there's no way the yoloers' blog could continue without the fabulous yoloers....
It was an entertaining adventure, to say the least, and arguably a more entertaining blog. Yolo (for life)!!!!

3:12 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

I'm a wee bit sad to know that Maggie isn't coming home until July (what happened to visiting me in Chico before graduation!??)
On a happier note, I am soooo excited for the Yoloer's return!! Call me as soon as you guys get off the plane! And then come visit me this weekend...?

Ash

6:58 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Even though I am glad to see everyone coming home....I am also sad that your time on THIS adventure is coming to an end.

It was great reading your blogs and hearing about all the hilarious and entertaining experiences you have all had and seeing your videos and pix has been amazing.

My love to all. Come to visit the ever exciting Maryland if you get the chance. (don't laugh Nick)

Maybe you all could get a job doing travel videos or something...

Love,

Momma Behr

3:45 AM  

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