As if flying in from New York wasn't enough, H1 surprised me a with a trip to Raglan when he was in town.
We spent a few days there in an adorable, rustic little house that had what has got to be one of the best views I've ever seen. We were with our friends, a couple that we call PK (not to their faces, though I guess they'll know now). Not because they're sticky like gum – because they're fresh and delicious*.
I love Raglan so very much. It's the perfect blend of laid back hippy perfection and good coffee, and it's still not horrendously overpriced**.
Just looking at these photos is enough to lower your blood pressure, I swear. What a perfect few days. NZ, you really do rock.
*That's not actually the reason either, but it's a goodie, right?!
**Wealthy Aucklander in the market for a holiday home? Avoid Raglan. This post is a lie – you'd hate it.