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Published: June 14th 2007
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The next stop was by far the best night I’ve had since being in New Zealand. It was at a pub/hostel in Mahinapua which was run by the craziest old man called Les (think around 86). The night included a slap up dinner which included the biggest piece of steak cooked by the man himself (Les) followed by a fancy dress party with the theme ‘P’. There were some interesting ideas as what to go as but me and this other lad decided to go as prostitutes (obviously) and it was such a good night.
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Dazza
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Dear God!!
Mate, I am genuinely speechless. I am also getting a little concerned about the 'type' of people you are travelling with...........