The next day we had to get up ridiculously early so we could head to Lake Matheson and see the perfect reflection of Mount Cook in the water. Although stunning it was far too early to be fully appreciated and we all quickly got back on the coach to head to Wanaka. Wanaka is an absolutely tiny little place but it possesses possibly the best cinema in the world ever. We headed down to watch Benjamin Button and found a gorgeous old place that was filled with massive...

Well surprisingly the day after the 'poo party was more than slightly painful. We all piled on the bus (far too early after a few hours sleep and horrible hangovers) to travel to Franz Josef. The only redeeming feature of the fact that we were cooped up on a coach feeling like we were dying was that literally every over person on the bus was feeling just as terrible and we were all united in wanting to kill Smiley our bus driver everytime he came on his microphon...

26/2 - From Kaikoura we drove to Nelson (right at the top of the South island and the central point of NZ), via Picton, the ferry port. At the hostel we treated ourselves to the backpackers special...a roast dinner! We also treated ourselves to a load of red wine that wasn't on any special but decided we had saved money on dinner so it was ok. Eating a roast after 2 months away was heaven (but don't worry Mum's.. it doesn't rival yours). The next day we chose (y...

Hi guys, Sorry we've been rubbish with the blog but NZ has been a bit hectic. Got everything written down now so there will be a few blog entries coming! After Alex waved us goodbye in Santiago (with a very worried look on his face) we arrived at the airport ready for our flight to NX. We thought we had arrived nice & early with 2 and a half hours to spare but were a bit confused when we found our check in desk completely empty. We decided to go for a littl...

So we left you in Uruguay about to get the ferry to BA which seemed like a simple journey. But nothing is ever that simple with us. Just as we were about to leave, a freak thunderstorm arrived which seems to have become a pattern: whenever we leave a city we get absolutely drenched. Soph has put this down to the city crying at our departure, but I think its more like bad luck. So lesson of the day that day; dont wear denim mini skirts and flip flops in torrential...