Motueka, New Zealand
We're now sitting on the ferry from the South Island to the North. Every part of me aches, but as there's nothing I can do for the next few hours, I'm going to distract myself by writing.
Coming back over "the hill" from Golden Bay didn't seem nearly as bad as going there since we knew what to expect. We also stopped halfway to hike up to a look-out point. Brian said it was "practice for the canyon trip" but as it turns out, there was nothing that could prepa...