On a week holiday, I went North to Paihia where it was warmer and prettier. I walked along the beach, though it was too cold to get in, taste-tested the ales, which Australia maintains superiority in, and met a few backpackers who were interesting to talk to, but who I'll probably never see or speak to again. I even wore my hair out one evening.
A short ferry ride across from Paihia put me on a quaint little island town with a fantastic chocolate cafe. Reminding me of the movie Chocolat, the South American owner topped the drinks with chili pepper, giving it an aromatic and sensual flavor that made the tongue tingle, toes curl and belly happy. I'll have another, please!