We three students (Emma, Christy, and Brett) entered our student trip weekend wide-eyed babies with little to no experience in the harsh reality of northern New Zealand... full of youthful optimism and high expectations, little did we know we would leave our three day adventure at Piha (pronounced "PEE- HAH!) as weathered travelers, experienced outdoorswomen and men, and humbled ocean-goers.
We feared for our survival in the harsh wilderness of Piha, where we had to make the treacherous 50 meter trek down the campsite parking lot to our little plot. Secluded from civilization save the surrounding major road which hummed with traffic all night, the many established eateries and surf shops, and not to mention our many Kiwi comrades who spoke to us in a bizarre New Zealand tongue - and openly scoffed at our "venerable" standard issued CCSP tent.
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