The next morning we headed off for 8am and Gez did all the driving to Dunedin. Lake Te Anau was still and perfect with the mountain shadows in it. We passed through Gore and several other towns.It took us ages to get to the hostel as it was all one way systems which proved to be very tricky. When we got there we checked in and then headed for the penisular where there was an albatross and penguin colony. There was also the only castle in NZ. Dunedin is a bit like a Scottish town or so they say.. I have never been to Scotland so could not comment but it was a beautiful town and the views from the penisula were breath taking:) We headed back to the hostel and then took a walk into the city. There is a lovely train station in the city which is old and unique looking. We saw the first church of Otago and St Georges St where all the shops are. We also passed through the Octagon which had a few lovely looking bars. We headed to the Uni which is the oldest Uni in NZ. We then went back and had a drink in a pub and me and Jess shared a Velvet burger, we wanted to compare it to the Fergburger. It was not as good. Sorry Tom. We were due to meet Tom from NZ but he was very busy so in the end we went to the shops and then chilled in the tv room. Jess and I watched our dvds for a laugh. It was a quiet night in the end.

The next morning we set off again early to head to Mount Cook. We stopped at the Moeraki boulders and took some pictures. They are big rock formations in the sand and were quite unusal. We also made a stop at Peters Lookout in the Mount Cook National park. Once we checked into the YHA we decided to do a walk.. oh how little did I know I might regret this decision..We did the Sealy Tarns walk which takes you up a mountain overlooking Mount Cook and the lakes and mountains. It takes you to the top of the mountain which has 2 ponds on it. It was about 1500 metres high and it would take 3-4 hours, Boy oh boy it was one steep climb and really dodgy climb and path. We had to climb up some really rocky and loose paths and it was one long way down if you slipped. It was exhausting but the views were amazing. Jess and I started actually walking past them towards the next stop which was a hut but we met some people and turned back to head down. We managed to get up there in an hour and 10 mins so it was good timing. On the way down maybe 15 minutes in if that I was coming down on a flastish part when i stumbled on a rock and twisted over my left ankle and I heard a crack. I have never heard anything like it but it was so obvious it was part of my body. I was like s*** :( Jess turned back and I sat but my right leg was shaking like crazy. I decided to try and get down and see how we got on. Honestly we were so high up and I had visions of me being rescued by some kind of mountain rescue but there would be no where to land a helicoper, lol. I somehow managed to make it down even though it was very sore. The conditions were changing and I knew we had to get off there and see what damage I had done. When i got back to the hostel I raised it and put ice on it. After a while I had a shower and it ballooned so we bandaged it up with ice. I had got chatting to an English guy called Pete and he offered advice as he had hurt himeself several times with footy injuries. We were sure it was not a break otherwise i would not be able to put any pressure on it. Jess made me some dinner and then Gez bandaged it and we sat in the tv room with Pete and some others chilling. The girls kept me well lubricated with wine which really helped :) I did not take anything else for it.

The next morning I woke and it was really sore and I was petrified about what I had done as I had met a women who told me my foot looked like hers when she tore some ligaments and it would take a year to recover. This devastated me as I had been looking forward to doing the 19km Tongariro crossing in the north island which is meant to be remarkable. I was and still am concerned about whether I can do the Inca Trail in Peru. We were heading back to Christchurch so I would go hospital when I got there. We stopped on the way in Lake Tekapo which has a beautiful small stone church by it. We also got some pics of a collie dog mounment which was erected to salute the collie dog and for its help in the mountains. We then stopped in Geraldine in honour of Gez and she took some pics and looked about. I sadly stayed in the car for most this journey trying to rest the foot. We got back to Christchurch for about 4ish and a few hostels were sold out. We ended up in the Stonehurst which was quite central to the city and we had a nice triple room. We all headed for the hospital and it took about an hour an a half total. They x rayed my foot and ankle and then I had a consultation with a doctor. There were no breaks but it sounded like I had torn ligaments however there was no way to tell the extent of this. They bandaged me up and game me some instructions on care. RICE, REST, ICE, COMPRESS AND ELEVATION. Apparently it can take up to 6 months for 90% to be heeled.. how depressing is that but there is no way to tell really. Guess it just depends on your bodys heeling ability but they said to keep it rested for a week or so. I was happy it was not a break but concered about the recovery time. It certainly would make traveling bloody hard work. Anyway its done now so I was determined to carry on but I hate feeling like an invalid, so annoying relying on people. Those who know me, know how independent I am :) Anyway the service was excellent and the staff were lovely. Also I did not have to pay as this was covered in some reciprocal act with the UK so this was really helpful.

We headed back and showered and headed out for half 8. We went and ate in a lovely restaurant and Gez kindly treated us to it. I had a steak dinner with salad and some polenta chips. It was BRILLIANT.. yummy!! We then went to the Tap room for a drink before heading to the Bog. There was a live band playing so we had a good night there. I could only tap the right leg though :) About 1ish we headed home and the girls left about 4.30 the next morning which was sad as I was used to having them about. I then checked out to move into a dorm room at 10. The room was eventually ready for almost 3 so I checked in and spent the day resting my leg and just catching up on emails etc. I really hate doing nothing and sitting around. Especially as I had been so active in the next few weeks and my clothes were feeling loose again :( Anyway cest le vie. I met some lovely people and a sweet German girl went to the I visitor centre and booked my shuttle for the next day to the airport so that helped me immensiy. People can be so kind and helpful so it reminds you there are decent people out there. I finished up my veg and had a veggie dinner before finishing uploading piccies and heading to bed. One guy I met was English and his mum lives in Sligo which is where my dads family is from.. i still reckon our families would know each other. He was really cute so that was good company. Plus there was a crazy talkative Ozzie woman who kept us both enterained :)

The next day I woke early about 5ish and again later on. My foot was really sore and the brusing is starting to come out as well. I checked out and the shuttle came for 10.30ish and took me to the airport. It was a fairly painful process and I checked in on the machine and waited for my plane. I rang Martina for a chat as well whilst I waited. I then got on the plane and was sat next to a Kiwi who was really nice. His friend was a physio and said it can take 6-8 weeks to heal. Anyway I then got to Auckland and booked a hostel with the I visitor centre. I opted to stay at Nomads as it was central so I could get about easier.I paid $23 and was checked into an 8 bed female dorm. I popped to the Stray office to find out about the tours and how much it would cost. He said he could take $50 off so it would be about $695 to do all the north island.. so bloody expensive. Anyway I spent the evening chatting to the girls in my room and relaxing a bit. Over the next few days I have a few bits to try and sort out. I need to try and book a bus pass and decide when I will actually leave depending on the foot. At the moment I am considering leaving on Thursday for maybe 7-9 days but I also want to get up to the Bay of Islands for a few days if possible. I will also be seeing a few friends, Sylbert from work, Nat from Koh Phangan, Ginny from home and also Jess and maybe Gareth who I travelled with in Laos for 10 days with so I am excited to see some familiar faces :)