45°25′S, 167°43′E

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45°25′S, 167°43′E
Fiordland National Park, New Zealand

Fiordland National Park, New Zealand

Set off to New Zealand’s far South West without confirmed accommodation or a firm travel plan.

Drove up the Milford Road to Milford Sound

http://www.cruizemilford.co.nz/location /CruizeMilford-CruizeMap.pdf

Overnight Cruise on Doubtful Sound
Highlights:
-kayaking
-watching a seal feed on an octopus in the still of the night
-the minute of silence

45°01′S, 168°39’E

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45°01′S, 168°39’E
Queenstown, New Zealand

Queenstown, New Zealand

Funyaking with Dart River Jet Safaris 109m Canyon Swing over Shotover River with 60m freefall White Water Rafting on Shotover River- Grade 4 Rapids Randomly reunited with Hayley Dunnett on Shotover Street, Queenstown, who seems to have partied her way from South America to Oceania having escaped from San Pedro Jailhouse, La Paz (just kidding) Sunilbhai left to fly back to the UK

43°28’S,170°11’E

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43°28’S,170°11’E
Franz Josef, New Zealand

Franz Josef, New Zealand

Wellington – Picton Bluebridge Ferry

8hrs drive to Franz Josef – stopping at Punakaiki Pancake Rocks &amp; Blowholes along the way.
Franz Josef Glacier Hike

41°17’S, 174°46’E

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41°17’S, 174°46’E
Wellington, New Zealand

Wellington, New Zealand

Got there late
Stayed at Base Hostel- Horrible!

This entry has been edited to include the following story 6 weeks retrospectively, as the experience left a lasting impression, that was not deemed worthy of documentation originally:

Stayed in the Base Hostel;
– a big error!

– a giant hostel, with very attractive pictures on the Internet, and a bit of a reputation (unfortunately for party).

– Upon arrival at 9pm, we were greeted by unenthused staff at reception (which was next to the entrance to the nightclub below), who made it clear that answering any questions required a huge amount of effort on their part.

– Our floor was overrun by screaming supercharged teenagers.

– We sought refuge in our room – a four bed dorm.

– Inside, the lights were off, there was a strong smell of alcohol, stale cigarettes, and body odour, and a stirring in one of the bottom bunks (it was 9pm!)

– Our entrance woke up a naked young man with ginger hair, who made a few groans, then took his small filthy white (we think it was white), towel and walked out without a word.

– We later saw him walking up a dark residential looking alley. Despite driving up that road shortly afterwards, we saw no obvious tourist attractions, and never saw him again.

– The window in our room could not be opened for the safety of inebriated guests.

– We slept with the door open, and were happy to have to leave at 5am to catch our ferry to Picton.