I arrived in Gisborne after a long and windy journey, wasn't feeling too good (afternoon hangover plus wiggley roads) but the weather was lovely in Gisborne and the trip had been beautiful. I was picked up by a slightly strange lady, but she turned out to be nice. The hostel was pretty nice and I had two Germans in my room who fed me wine and ended up taking me to one of the beaches far away. The beach was beautiful, but it was so windy I ended up with half of the beach in my ears. I had drinks with some of the random people staying at the hostel and could have stayed on for longer if I'd had the time. I was missing my NZ family though and it was a little bit strange to be on the road again. I hate living out my bag!