But that took us into Havelock North, from which we had to find our hotel. We did. It was as impressive as the website advertised.
Since 2005 it has been run as a boutique hotel, owned by a Japanese businessman.
Check-in was surprisingly informal, and the staff were discreet - in the sense of not being intrusive or ever-present.
Desiree had scored a 'deal' on one of the suites - the Seefeld, which was lovely and unexpectedly luxurious!
Our bathroom alone was as large as the 'lounge' area of the place we'd stayed the night before! And the bed was a canopied four-poster 'super-king size'! Desiree was very amused by the sheer size of the bed.
Did I mention the grounds yet? No? Well, the house is masked somewhat from the gate and road by an enormous horse-chestnut tree, We parked the car under it, and it was regularly coated in the blossoms which covered the tree. The grounds are of three sorts - an orchard, a (small) golf course, and gardens.
So, once we had unloaded the bags, we decided to explore.
There is lots of wisteria, even growing up one of the Yew trees behind the house!
Fortunately it was lamb not rabbit.
Behind the house is a pool, gymnasium, (lawn) tennis court, and barbecue area, including one odd structure, presumably as a heater rather than for cooking?
Another feature of the grounds are the number of statues placed throughout. They are an odd mix of the traditional and Asian.
The surrounding grounds are of course a working farm, so there is livestock to be encountered as well, although we didn't discover if they were used to supply the house or not.
And the staff would visit our room while we were out, to turn down the bed, for example, or to leave the weather forecast for the next day!
As ever, there were things which struck me as odd or amusing. The hand soap in the bathroom was 'Hand Made', but the packet also listed the 'Antidote', which did give me pause!
Friday evening we took a few refreshments and visited the Williams in Taradale, for takeaways and a catch-up. We even made it home more or less sober, and without drowning in what was becoming near-torrential rainfall, as another front and associated rainbelt crossed the country.