We’ve spent the last few days reacquainting ourselves with Wellington, so figured it was time to dust off the blog. It was 2015 when we were last here, but we’ve had a longer visit this time, so have had the chance to explore a few different things, and then revisit some favourites from last time. Here’s a quick summary of what we’ve been up to:
Category: New Zealand
Christchurch ✈ Sydney
When we knew we were coming here to ski, we figured we’d need a couple of days either side to make it more a holiday and less a humiliating exercise in defeat and sore muscles. Since we’re flying in and out of Christchurch, we picked another town in the region more or less at random, which is how we ended up in Kaikoura.
Today was meant to be my third day of skiing. But instead Holly and I picnicked in the bottom of a gorge surround by amazingly bright blue water. I am mostly ok with that decision.
Meanwhile, In Methven
As you will be aware from Sim’s previous post, I bailed VERY early from the skiing experience. As such, it fell to me to fill in a day by myself while Sim went up the hill (an expression I overheard some locals using at the pub). The town of Methven is pretty grim if you’re not into winter sports and/or putting non-traditionally-made pizza into your body. It’s basically just here to cater to snow tourism; what happens for the other nine months of the year I have no idea. Accordingly, I laced (zipped) up my boots and set out to achieve the following.
Snow time like the present
We are in Methven. We spent the day at Mt Hutt. I have put on skis for the first time. I have fallen over. So that’s skiing right?
Christchurch Round 2
In the history of this blog, we have yet to revisit anywhere we’ve already been (well, except for that time we got bored in Nagoya, and went back to Kyoto, but that was on the same trip). Yet here we are in Christchurch, less than year after our last visit.
Back to NZ
Sydney ✈ Christchurch
Queenstown ✈ Sydney
We all know Queenstown is the adventure capital of New Zealand. Bungy jumping, jet boating, canyon swinging, gondoluging (ok, that one was just Holly misreading the gondola and luge sign, but it’ll probably happen soon enough) – it’s all there. So of course we decided to drive an hour out-of-town and walk through a maze instead.