Five hitch day

New years eve is greeted with two posts! This is the first one, explaining how we got to Middle earth hell.

After a bad nights sleep in the outskirts of Tauranga we started a long hitch towards Tongariro and Mt Ruapeho. In half a day we managed to get five hitches, totally different people with one thing in common, kindness. 
The founder
of a company called circuband. Cool thing, check it out. He was going to Vegas after New Years to promote his gadget! Took us out of Tauranga to a gas station where we met
The Hip hopper
Who thought we were stupid to walk through NZ. He preferred laying on the couch or rap when he was free. He still bought us breakfast and drove us 40 minutes away from his original destination (Hamilton where he should pick up some friends, but he said that they would need to wait for him to get to Tauranga anyway so why don't take a tiki tour?), past Hobbiton ending up by the corrugated iron dog in Tirau. Really strange thing. 

Wtf? 

Wtf? 

The artist
Came by 20 minutes later. She were writing songs on her left handed guitar that I held in the back seat of her Toyota starlet from the 80's. she was so compassionate and one of the most understanding hitches I've got so far. She took us to a McDonald's in Tokorao where we paused our hitching for an ice cream. 
The Judge
From South Africa picked us up from Tokorao. She moved to NZ because she wanted to stay in the same country as her children. She wasn't silent for a minute before she dropped us of on a gas station outside of Taupo, just before the
The nameless Buddhist
And his Latina girlfriend drove by, they were heading for The northern terminus of Tongariro alpine crossing, where we should start our upcoming hike. After that, they should attend a ten day meditation class. Sounded scary!