Now there’s a building that’s pretty hard to miss whilst passing through Maungaturoto…
…even when I first saw it out of the van passenger window and it was persisting down with rain, it was still a head turner.
Luckily we have the opportunity to come back on a sunnier day and Kiwi Daughter and I take a look inside.
Dreams is a gift shop and is like an emporium of amazing bits and pieces.
Kiwi Daughter’s two “bestest” friends would each celebrate their birthdays whilst she was away in New Zealand so she was shopping for something to post to them as a surprise.
I was shopping for some cute baby things for a good friend who’s baby was due pretty much the same time our plane was due to touch the tarmac as we headed back in The Netherlands and since babies have a habit of being unpredictable in their arrival schedules I thought it wise to already have something in my hand luggage in case he arrived in The Netherlands sooner than we did.
And yes, shopping for a new arrival is fun at any time, in any country so hey what a brilliant excuse to go shopping here! It’s a hot and humid day when we visit and stepping into the cavernous cool of this building is refreshing and relaxing.
Naturally I also saw a ton of stuff that I would have carted home if ”home” had been closer than 16.000,– kms away, as I instantly fell in love with lots of ironwork items, and beautiful things in glass, wood and stone.
Sadly I would need my own jumbo-jet to lug it all back to the Hague and oh,… the small technical detail of an abode that would need to be at least three times as big as our present apartment to fit it all into.
Oh well seems I’ll just have to drool from afar and dream of Dreams.