this could well be our last entry for part one of our journey and new zealand as we begin our extended journey home in a few hours.i'd like to make it a good entry but haven't a clue what we've been up to since raglan, i didn't even remember raglan till i read it back. it's my age.... anyway here goes. we left Raglan and headed up to Auckland in good weather and good spirits, with our car flying along with a will in his engine and a slight oil leak. at aucklan...

it's been a while so we will try and remember where we were up to in terms of our descriptions. Apparantly Jennifer had started to describe our time wwoofing which was involving lots of dice games , hearty meals and grubbing down ticklepenny corner. it carried on like that for a while including a a dash of playing football with Oliver and Anita and friends down the school field, where we substituted in experience for fitness and came off just about level wtih New...

So, we left you last week a bit achey after our snowboarding experience. We spent the next couple of days chilling out inQueenstown - climbed a big hill, ( not Cecil Peak, which our friend Cecil climbed when he was there!) and crucially we went to see the Simpson's movie. This was very funny, esp from a tiny cinema eating sweets bought from the British Candy Shop! Queenstown is very beautiful but choc full of tourists, our hostel was full of those too cool for ...

After a night chez Dusty at his Bak Paka's (!) we said goodbye to the angora sheep and miniature horse and fed them our last crusts, and drove on up to Te Anau to a different hostel experience - Rosie's Backpacker Homestay which is very small and in a family home. Rosie's no less. It's very cosy and lovely to spend time cooking in a proper family kitchen with Bella the fat black cat mewing at my feet. I celebrated by making pumpkin bread ( which is delicious I sh...

So Jennifer left you having been out drinking Saturday night, her blog entry made a lot more sense the her conversation when she got back to her room , thankfully. Sunday was out last full day in christchurch so we met up with Googs and had the now traditional sunday lunch from vendors at the arts centre. sweet and sour pork balls for me. then we went back to the hostel and started packing and checking that Bobbique (or the Ferrari as our car was dubbed by the ho...