stone holiday dinners & grains of sand along the tasman sea.

scenes from the small enclave of miti miti before after and during the christmas time. to be honest, it didn't feel much like christmas or the december holidays at all for that matter. the hope for a white christmas is a dream i've had since i was a little one and most likely will always have... but this small maori community took us in and even invited us to their home on christmas day for a traditional hangi, which as my flatmate said last night while we were watching gordon ramsey travel to nagaland on the telly (food was on our mind), it doesn't get any more new zealand than that... pedro getting some christmas eve dinner ready and the two of us exploring the long praias round miti miti... love and health to all...