I met a new set of friends through Shellah today. We shamelessly invited ourselves for a sleepover at their house.

“You should see the view from their deck!” Shellah kept telling me on our way there. Oh yes, she wasn’t exaggerating.

I can stay home all day if this is what I see from my window…

The Robertsons warmly welcomed us and fed us, every opportunity they had.

We had an interesting night with Uncle Carrick who gave us good history lessons through his family lineage, diaries and ancient paraphernalia.

Here’s a family reunion! My GoPro meets her great great great great grandfather.

The night went by so fast…

And it was morning the next day…

Waking up to this view every morning is like daily healing for the wounded soul.

Thanks, ate Norma, for the Kiwi-pino breakfast!

During the meal, Uncle Carrick volunteered his boat to bring us to the Lake Rotoiti Hot Pools. What a treat! I’m writing another blog post on that. Read it here.

After a relaxing morning in the steaming pools, we came back home and devoured these homemade scones.

I am humbled by the hospitality of our hosts. They opened their home to my friend and me (who they’ve never met), on a short notice in a busy week.

Not only did they give us a room to sleep in but they willingly toured us, cooked for us and baked for us.

With hearts like theirs, they deserve the best views in town, so they can be a blessing to more people who come their way.