Towards the North of the South

Leaving the action packed place of Queenstown behind, its back on Magic with a plan to get up to Nelson ASAP. As I'm leaving, I notice that one of the crew in a our little self contained unit has had that loving feeling overnight with rose petals made into the shape of a love heart on the dining table - even I will miss the place (probably as much as I'll miss those Fergburgers - without question the best), and also miss out on Louise's birthday tomorrow.. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUISE!

Andy is our bus driver today, and takes us on through to Dunedin, which he reckons is the best of the cities in New Zealand. We got there at around 3ish into the YHA there. As usual its got (the YHA) that dead feel to it (and quite frankly I wasn't in agreeance with Andy on this one), so its straight out onto the streets for a walk down to the only touristy thing I'm aware of that I can get there and back again on foot, and that's the steepest street in the world. Well, that's a bit a non event, but what surely must have been a real guiness book of records should have been the number of churches there. I had to snake my way down about 5-6 streets for about one hour and there must have been 50 churches. I shudder to think how many you'd count if I walked for similar distances on other points of the compass.

This town didn't look like it was going to sway my decision of getting towards the north end ASAP, so I'm ready to leave in the morning. I check out the dungeon below(which must have a been designed as a natural freezer) where there's a second TV room to find angelic Lara a bit scared of turning out the lights, to watch the latest release of Harry Potter (and yes Dave... Let's book a flight to Colombia!)