It was a coincidence that we stopped in front of the driveway of the Burnside farm, on the South island. It was even more interesting coincidence that the farmer, Bill, was driving by. One thing led to another and all of a sudden we were in his home, having coffee and cookies, and learning a lot about life on New Zealand’s countryside. Bill and his wife Beth are an example of the warmth and generosity we have experienced when sliding through the country.