With the adventure capital behind us we then headed to the Scotland of New Zealand, Dunedin. When we arrived at our hostel we both realised our mistake, we had rushed our transport decision and forgot to communicate with each other, as we should have stayed longer in Queenstown. Oh well determined not to let the slight mishaps keep us down we explored the city. We only had two options of tours here, one was a wildlife tour and the other was a Cadbury factory tour. I bet you can guess which one we wanted to do... but as it was the weekend, no one was working in the factor so that part of the tour was closed. Our backpacker/ lack of moneyness came into play and we just decided to head to the nearest supermarket and buy ourselves a bar of chockie! I would have liked to write YUM here but we all know that no country does Cadbury's like England!

We did the normal exploring route, looked in a few shops and then headed to the supermarket to get supplies. We had decided that night we should go out, as Dunedin is also know for is its University and its University party scene. We ate dinner, had a shower and started drinking our left overs from Queenstown. Becki nipped out to buy something from the shop and came back with a sad look across her face... When I asked her what was wrong she said "we don't fit in". At first I wasn't sure what she ment but I looked around at what our clothing options and shoe choices were and I soon realised. It was a Saturday night and people were dressed to impressed! Between us there was no way we could pull together fancy outfits so in the end we decided to stay in and play some cards!

The following day we ate breakfast and then realised on the table next to us was a table full of goodies this was actually for the free breakfast offered by the hostel. So a little down in the mouth as we missed a good opportunity there we headed out. We saw a few nice buildings and started to understand why it was called the Scotland of New Zealand, saying that the real reason was that it was the only place in NZ that had a castle.

During our time in NZ a new Maori film called Boy was brought out in the cinema. I had gone on and on about watching it but Becki wasn't too keen. On our way to the cinema to check times we saw a commotion at some traffic lights. A Maori man had gotten out of his car and was shouting at the car behind him, we looked for bumps or broken wing lights, but nothing. Then we heard the Maori man shout "you never hit a women.." the guy in the car replied with "its ok she is my wife!" Outraged we decided we should leave as it could easily turn nasty and we were getting more and more annoyed at the driver.

We booked in to watch Boy where we were super thrilled to find backpackers got a discount even in the nice seats. The film was really good and I am pleased we saw it but I am not sure the reason behind it. The main story was a bout two brothers and there fathers struggling relationship after their mother died in child birth. The film gave viewers a great insight into what Maori lifestyle was like and showed different problems they have to overcome. I am not sure if its out in the UK, but if it is,i would recommend you watch it.

We had an early night that night after watching a really strange Kiwi film with some others in our hostel, but I was rubbish and we left before the end. The next day we were back on the bus for our penultimate ride. We were heading to the quite town called Lake Tekapo for the next three nights.

During our bus ride we stopped at the Worlds steepest slope... I can't remember the gradient or the distance of the slope (yes I am useless) but it was fairly impressive! So not to loose face we decided to make a start on the slope, showing off we decided to jog the first bit, we were soon shot down. The walk or slope didn't seem that impressive but when you were half way up you started to appreciate it. We tried filming it so you guys at home could get a clearer picture but it didn't really work. We took some pictures from the top and under the sign and then jumped back on the bus. Our next stop was epic.... cheap nice ice cream. We both took full advantage of the stop and brought two massive scoops.

Our last stop was at the famous little church on the lake (don't worry we took touristy pictures so you can see) and saw the Collie dog statue then headed to our hostels. We drove past 6 shops which included one tourist centre, three restaurants, one pub and a petrol station, that was it.... Within seconds we were at our hostel which was lovely right on the lake side, but we couldn't stay here, not for three nights we would go mad! We aren't city girls and we love the outdoors but really there was nothing. We decided to leave it to fate and talked to Bridie about our visit to Christchurch, when she said she had been really down lately and needed a hug we knew our choice. With that in mind we changed our plans and booked to leave the next day.

Much to Becki's dismay I demanded we stilled did a few of the walks as our surroundings were out of this world and I really felt I was in the heart of NZ. We walked through the woods where we played rounders with sticks and fur cones and made target practices to hit. The walk was lovely and when we came out of the woods we were greeted with lakes either side of us and mountains keeping the lakes in order. We tried to take photos but they really didn't do it any Justice. As it was almost time for the sun set we walked to the top of the hill and watch nature do its thing. It was a strange feeling that the sun that had warmed us that day was on its way to warm England. We walked back the way we came and then headed around the lake. We skimmed some stones and sang some songs on our way back to the hostel to watch Free Willy two.