Warrington, NZ

After Kaikoura, Tracy and I jumped on a bus to Dunedin but got off at Warrington (population: who knows, because the town is too small to even APPEAR in our Lonely Planet guide). We stopped to meet up with almost Tracy's entire family- for her family members reading this now, I may be pointing out the obvious, but for everyone else, who we're looking at here is Tracy's aunt and uncle Rory and Annette, cousins Calum and Annie, Eleanor and Graham, Annie's friends Brendan and Ro, and their kids:



Warrington was a really sweet town, really picturesque:



We all loaded into a guesthouse near the beach, and for our second night there, you'll probably not be surprised to hear that I went cockling (clam-digging) with the men:







While Tracy stayed in the kitchen to prepare dinner with the women:



The weekend was mostly fun and games, even including the Name Game (Graham combining the name game with his own expert game of Bullshit) and charades:





And some of the women also made felt balls, leading to hearing Annette pronounce the unique phrase "if you pound your balls on the table, it makes them harder":



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