Otahuhu (pronounced “Otahoo”) is a very multi-cultural suburb in southern Auckland. Some people consider it to be an undesirable place because of the lower socio-economic demographics, but we have always enjoyed visiting this area and meeting the locals.

When we first arrived at Tony’s house, we were greeted by Alim, a immigrant from Bangladesh. He helped us bring our bags up the flight of stairs to the first floor where we camped in the living room. We ended up spending the whole evening with Alim, who was friendly and welcoming to us from the very start.

David Lange's memorial, Otahuhu, February 2011
One of the landmarks of Otahuhu is the David Lange memorial (one of the prime ministers of NZ).

Calista on the playground in Otahuhu, February 2011
On their first night in Auckland, the girls enjoyed playing on a playground at night while we chatted with a new friend close by.

Tony Busck's house in Otahuhu, February 2011
This is the house where we've been staying. The girls have loved picking a variety of flowers from the front garden each day.

During our time in Otahuhu, we have tackled the boring issues of being in a new country like changing money, buying a new SIM card for our phone and researching local ads. When we’ve been out and about, we also browsed local shops (stopping to buy some tikka-bindis for the girls who have held them in their imaginations ever since this birthday party) and visited the local library a couple times to use the internet and entertain the girls.

Aisha's red cheek, February 2011
One morning, Aisha woke up with a red cheek. We're not really sure where the colour came from, but perhaps the dye bled out of a cushion she had used as a pillow (!).

Ethnic food court, Otahuhu, February 2011
While staying in Otahuhu, we don't even think about cooking. Instead we make the short walk to the Ethnic Food Court, where we enjoy inexpensive, yummy food from a variety of cultures.

Sharing a meal with new friends, February 2011
After sharing a meal with Joseph and Alim, we stayed up to after 3am chatting with Joseph (on the left).

We have found it more difficult than we anticipated to buy a motorhome. Many sellers are hard to contact, and we’ve got a real problem of not having any easy way of travelling to those that are available for viewing.

One of our temporary neighbours offered to take David to see a small truck, and he bought it as a project to turn it into our motorhome! David and I knew that the right vehicle would be the one that was easy to purchase, and this was it.

Our NZ truck, February 2011
The truck is fit out as a horse float, but the windows and ventilation holes mean it will make a good basis for being converted into a motorhome.

Now that we’ve got wheels, we’ll be able to move on. Our priority will be to find a place to stay where we can use some power and perhaps some tools to make the necessary conversions to our truck. We’re heading north, hoping that something will be available for us, and trusting that our Father’s timing is best.