South Island
So tons has happened since my last entry. Last time we chatted, I was aboard the ferry crossing from Wellington to PIcton (North Island to South Island) We arrived to the South Island crossing through some beautiful hills and Fjords on the way to the dock. After arriving to the tiny city of Picton, we started our long drive to our hostel, hoping to make it as close to our next day activity as possible. We arrived in Picton around 4:30pm, and were driving through some beautiful landscape until approximately 7:30pm. On the way there, we made a brief stop in the main city of Nelson for a quick stop to refill, and buy some groceries. Our hostel was in the small city of Motueka, and was a refurbished Bakery. When we were checking in, we were greeted with a nice older guy, his cat, and a basket full of freshly baked corn & chocolate chip muffins. We cooked our staple of pasta spirals and chicken, and shared stories with a young british couple who were sitting next to us. We were planning on going out to the one bar in town, but our exhaustion got the best of us, in addition to the 40 degree weather and rain, and we decided to turn in early for the night.The next morning, we had an early morning to catch our sea kayaking adventure in Abel Tasman National Park. We arrived to meet our bus in the next city over. It wasn’t the best of weather by any stretch, it was cold and raining, and we knew that soon ,we would be out floating in the ocean in the same. We suited up, and took a water taxi out to a small hut where we would be putting on wetsuits and gathering some of our other gear. The wetsuits were meager, but managed to keep us decently warm. Cat and I shared a kayak and we were joined by 3 other groups, mostly younger people. Unfortunately, we were only able to kayak for about 2 hours, and mostly in protected waters because of the strong winds and rain. The conditions out at sea would have probably thrown us straight into the water. So the idea to stay in the bay sounded pretty good to me. For lunch, we docked at a small spit which separated the bay to the ocean, by this time, the weather cleared up quite a bit and it turned out to be a pretty beautiful day! We had a lunch provided by the tour company, and narrated by our South African guide who has had the best accent on this trip so far. Lunch consisted of a massive sandwich, kiwi fruit, and boysenberry muffins. After lunch, we would be doing a 6km hike back to our pick-up site through the national park. It’s so weird to be hiking while its about 55 degrees out, but it visually appear that you are in a rainforest. The hike was really unique, I’ve never really hiked through a place that’s looked like that, and every now and again, you’d have glimpses of the ocean and some of the beaches. We arrived to our pick-up point exactly in time to see our sea taxi swing by and pick us up. The ride back to the start point was great, we were flying through the water, and by this time ,the weather was great. Also, I’ve never seen anyone put boats into the water like they do there, they drive the boat trailer out into the water with a farm tractor and launch and dock ships, with their passengers.Around 4pm that evening, we were on the go again. It was about 5pm, and we had a pretty long and tough drive ahead. Our next stop off point would be Franz Josef National Park. We would see how far we could make it, but it would be likely that we’d still have a fair bit of driving the next morning. The weather turned pretty sour and the rain didn’t really help with the narrow roads with hairpin turns. The driving alone would have been exhausting let alone the full day kayak we had the day before. But, we kept a pretty good pace. On the way there, we stopped in a small town along the way and found the one place still open. (note every town on the west coast was less than 4000 people, and there were only a handful). We were lucky to catch the one place open left in town and were able to get some takeaway food as a quick recharge. Cat got some fish and chips and I treated myself to pineapple burger. After another hour, we finally made it to Greymouth, the Mouth of the Grey River (clever eh?), we found an awesome little hostel called Neptunes which seemed like a great place if you were staying for a while. The funny thing was, since we asked for a double, their only double was actually a refurbished shipping container which was about 50 feet from the actually hostel (kitchen, bathrooms, etc…) However, we did have a TV with 3 channels!The next morning was an early one. We had to be up and moving by 6am, so we were up and shaking around 5:30. The weather that morning wasn’t promising, but we were optimistic it would get better As expected, we made it the Frans Josef village with time to spare around 8:40am. We stopped to get a quick gas and caffeine but then chcked in for our day-long hike on the Glacier.We bussed over to the river opening to where the glacier melt came down and began our hike. The weather had actually cleared up a bit since our morning. But they had outfitted us pretty well with waterproof jackets and pants. We hiked for about 20 minutes to the face of the glacier. It was massive! It’s so strange seeing it from a distance because it looks so different. It looks like a big mass of concrete until it gets closer to the top where it looks like blue icicles sticking up out of the ground. So the initial climb was technical, we were on safety ropes for much of the ascent. But once we topped out, it was fairly up and over climbing on the snow. Every now and again we would have to squeeze through a crevasse. These little parts of the hike were quite impressive since we saw into the clear ice from the side. Often it had shades of bright blue from the compression of the ice. After about 2 hours, we stopped for a quick lunch. One of our hiking mates managed to lose their juice box into a deep ice hole, never to be found again. Our guide, Ryan was really knowledgable and took us through some tough areas of climb. By 3pm, we were still climbing, but taking a closer look, we realized that we had not even traversed nearly 1/3 of the way up the 3000m glacier. At that point, we made a stop at our highest point of the day, and started heading back down. The way down was a bit quicker, but still pretty rough on the body. Not to mention every now and again you would step in a freezing cold puddle of ice water. My boots and crampons were fitted a bit small for me, so I was more than excited to be done with the walking, but the views were still unreal.After arriving back at the base, we turned in all of our gear, and headed to our accommodation which Cat booked ahead of time. If you’re ever at Frans Josef, we’d highly recommend the Rainforest tree Huts, it was about twice as expensive as a hostel double room, but we had a full kitchen, and the rooms seemed almost brand new. It was a great place to cook our dinner and relax after a day of hiking. We cooked up some beans chicken and rice, and also some kiwi fruit.The next day we were fairly slow getting moving, we slept in a bit trying to enjoying our nice place. We were back on the road around 11:30am for our trek down to the southern most point of our trip in Queenstown. We decided that we would probably take our time on the drive, and this decision was well worth it as the scenery was spectacular on the drive down to Queenstown. We passed only a few small towns, but we made it a point to stop at plenty of scenic destinations. If you’re cross referencing the blog with our photos, this is the day where we thought It would be a good idea to try to jump in as many as our photos as possible. So you’ll see a bunch of us jumping in front of the Fox Glacier, the Tasman Sea Coastline, and other random places such as the valleys on our way to Queenstown. On the way there, we stopped in a little country store which was playing “stand by your man” and the atmosphere was reminiscent of the country bar in the Blues Brothers. Just past the store, we found an empty plot of land which had a perfect view of the river valley. Cat and I stopped and took the moment to play some Frisbee in this pasture with a perfect view.It’s so hard to describe the views that we saw on our drive to Queenstown, but they definitely kept us interested during the drive. Our jaws would drop around every corner. We also stopped a number of times to take some short hikes to a variety of waterfalls We actually ran to some of them to shave a few minutes off so we would have a chance to see more. We arrived in Queenstown sometime after dinnertime. Our first mission upon arrival was to of course… book our bungee jump, a must-do in the Queenstown area. We booked both the Ledge Bungee (143 feet drop), and the Ledge Swing, which throws you out over the city and back. We had tried to book the big drop (Nevis), but it was booked out and we were leaving town before there was an opening…. We’re going to save it for next time… After our booking, we headed to our hostel and then to get some dinner. We had been recommended a place called Fergberger in Queenstown. Upon arrival, the place looked perfect, big burgers and country-renown fries. We found out that this local joint actually uses all local businesses as their suppliers, and the taste of the meal proved it. Cat and I agreed, it was probably the best meal of our trip.The night in Queenstown was the only location of our trip where we’d be spending two nights…. And what a nice thing that was. We were actually able to buy groceries for more than one day, and we didn’t have to worry about packing up and checking out immediately. On day 2 in Queenstown, we woke up a little late, but went on a little trek to scope out the city. We rented some mountain bikes and biked around the lake to a nearby city. The bike trip lasted about 2 hours with a short stop for lunch where we found a little dock on a far part of the lake to enjoy our packed pb and j. We spent a short bit of the afternoon doing some shopping for friends and family before we made our long-awaited trip up the Queenstown gondola where our body harness and bungee cord awaited.I think both of us knew that we wanted to do the jump before we arrived to Queenstown, but I think I may have been a fair bit more excited about the actual jump. Catherine was pretty nervous, but she was quite the trooper in convincing me to sign up for both the jump and the swing. Cat ended up going first, and on the swing since it was the less scary of the two. I videoed as she was lowered down into the starting blocks. She hastily smiled for the cameras before yanking the little red loop which sent her flying off into the distance with the picturesque views of the lake and the Remarkables in the background. Her scream didn’t sound planned at all, and was quite funny to watch if you ever have a chance! So I was next, and got myself in the same position. To be honest, I wasn’t really expecting the drop that came next. I am pretty sure I let out an non-manly scream when I went flying off, but the views were incredible, and after the split second of surprise, the drop is pretty fun too!So next was the bungee jump, if you watch cat’s videos, I apparently am sitting in the background, chilling on the couch while she is nervously getting attached to multiple cords, and asking if her limbs were going to be safe when she jumped. They really don’t give you much time to recover after your first jump…. But they counted. 5,4,3,2,1… in about the amount of time it takes you to read those numbers, and off she went. I remember screaming for her, just being excited for her. But she made it alive, with her limbs. I think she was pretty excited to be back on the platform though.Next it was my turn, I don’t think I was that nervous, but more excited about having the chance to run and jump off a platform into thin air. That doesn’t come very often. He mentioned doing a gainer, and I gave it some thought, but I thought it would be a shame if I screwed it up and ended up smashing my head again the platform… probably not the best way to spend $210. So I opted for the front flip, when my time came. I sprinted off the platform and gave my best front flip. I don’t really remember much of the actual jump, probably because it felt like doing a front flip off of a high dive, by the time I was out of my flip, I was flying down towards the Earth. The recoil on the cord throws you nearly back to the jump platform, that was pretty impressive.So after it all, it was an awesome experience and would definitely like to give it another go. The timing was perfect as it was nearly sunset and we got to watch the colors change on the surrounding mountains from the top of the Gondola.The rest of the evening was fairly easy and relaxed. We cooked our last dinner of the trip in the YHA kitchen, enjoyed the leftovers of our wine, and did some people watching of others and tried to figure out their backgrounds and intentions. Afterwards, we went in search of a good local and fun bar. This turned out to be a bit more of a challenge than one would think. But put into perspective, a town of 3500 on a Monday night, in a country with lots of sheep probably isn’t going to be the most happening place on Earth. Regardless, we ended up at Montys which was Monteiths Brewery’s restaurant and grabbed a drink with a warm fireplace to our backs and a little Aussie Footie on TV. I had a winter brew and Cat had a Pilsner.We had one last morning in Queenstown, and like much of the rest of the trip, it was well spent. We woke up a little earlier today and made breakfast and packed our things. Before our coffee/red bull runs, we over to the queenstown gardens and took advantage of their 18-hole Frisbee golf course. Our round took a little over an hour, but was a great and relaxing way to end our time in Queentown. After that, we made our way to the airport, parted with our friend and journey companion “Puggles” which allowed us to traverse the distance between Auckland and Queenstown, and checked into our flight.So ironically, I’m writing this entry about the South Island in the exact fashion as I wrote about North Island. Both times were written in crossing the passage between islands, only this time I write from the air. The last portion of our trip will consist of a short time staying in Auckland at a B&B, visiting a friend of mine from the IHouse, and making the 7000 mile journey back to the US.This entry is way too long, so I’ll continue with the trip wrap-up in a final entry.Paul
Friday, September 7, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
South Island of New Zealand (Picton, Nelson, Motueka, Franz Josef, Queenstown
The next morning, we had an early morning to catch our sea kayaking adventure in Abel Tasman National Park. We arrived to meet our bus in the next city over. It wasn’t the best of weather by any stretch, it was cold and raining, and we knew that soon ,we would be out floating in the ocean in the same. We suited up, and took a water taxi out to a small hut where we would be putting on wetsuits and gathering some of our other gear. The wetsuits were meager, but managed to keep us decently warm. Cat and I shared a kayak and we were joined by 3 other groups, mostly younger people. Unfortunately, we were only able to kayak for about 2 hours, and mostly in protected waters because of the strong winds and rain. The conditions out at sea would have probably thrown us straight into the water. So the idea to stay in the bay sounded pretty good to me. For lunch, we docked at a small spit which separated the bay to the ocean, by this time, the weather cleared up quite a bit and it turned out to be a pretty beautiful day! We had a lunch provided by the tour company, and narrated by our South African guide who has had the best accent on this trip so far. Lunch consisted of a massive sandwich, kiwi fruit, and boysenberry muffins. After lunch, we would be doing a 6km hike back to our pick-up site through the national park. It’s so weird to be hiking while its about 55 degrees out, but it visually appear that you are in a rainforest. The hike was really unique, I’ve never really hiked through a place that’s looked like that, and every now and again, you’d have glimpses of the ocean and some of the beaches. We arrived to our pick-up point exactly in time to see our sea taxi swing by and pick us up. The ride back to the start point was great, we were flying through the water, and by this time ,the weather was great. Also, I’ve never seen anyone put boats into the water like they do there, they drive the boat trailer out into the water with a farm tractor and launch and dock ships, with their passengers.
Around 4pm that evening, we were on the go again. It was about 5pm, and we had a pretty long and tough drive ahead. Our next stop off point would be Franz Josef National Park. We would see how far we could make it, but it would be likely that we’d still have a fair bit of driving the next morning. The weather turned pretty sour and the rain didn’t really help with the narrow roads with hairpin turns. The driving alone would have been exhausting let alone the full day kayak we had the day before. But, we kept a pretty good pace. On the way there, we stopped in a small town along the way and found the one place still open. (note every town on the west coast was less than 4000 people, and there were only a handful). We were lucky to catch the one place open left in town and were able to get some takeaway food as a quick recharge. Cat got some fish and chips and I treated myself to pineapple burger. After another hour, we finally made it to Greymouth, the Mouth of the Grey River (clever eh?), we found an awesome little hostel called Neptunes which seemed like a great place if you were staying for a while. The funny thing was, since we asked for a double, their only double was actually a refurbished shipping container which was about 50 feet from the actually hostel (kitchen, bathrooms, etc…) However, we did have a TV with 3 channels!
The next morning was an early one. We had to be up and moving by 6am, so we were up and shaking around 5:30. The weather that morning wasn’t promising, but we were optimistic it would get better As expected, we made it the Frans Josef village with time to spare around 8:40am. We stopped to get a quick gas and caffeine but then chcked in for our day-long hike on the Glacier.
We bussed over to the river opening to where the glacier melt came down and began our hike. The weather had actually cleared up a bit since our morning. But they had outfitted us pretty well with waterproof jackets and pants. We hiked for about 20 minutes to the face of the glacier. It was massive! It’s so strange seeing it from a distance because it looks so different. It looks like a big mass of concrete until it gets closer to the top where it looks like blue icicles sticking up out of the ground. So the initial climb was technical, we were on safety ropes for much of the ascent. But once we topped out, it was fairly up and over climbing on the snow. Every now and again we would have to squeeze through a crevasse. These little parts of the hike were quite impressive since we saw into the clear ice from the side. Often it had shades of bright blue from the compression of the ice. After about 2 hours, we stopped for a quick lunch. One of our hiking mates managed to lose their juice box into a deep ice hole, never to be found again. Our guide, Ryan was really knowledgable and took us through some tough areas of climb. By 3pm, we were still climbing, but taking a closer look, we realized that we had not even traversed nearly 1/3 of the way up the 3000m glacier. At that point, we made a stop at our highest point of the day, and started heading back down. The way down was a bit quicker, but still pretty rough on the body. Not to mention every now and again you would step in a freezing cold puddle of ice water. My boots and crampons were fitted a bit small for me, so I was more than excited to be done with the walking, but the views were still unreal.
After arriving back at the base, we turned in all of our gear, and headed to our accommodation which Cat booked ahead of time. If you’re ever at Frans Josef, we’d highly recommend the Rainforest tree Huts, it was about twice as expensive as a hostel double room, but we had a full kitchen, and the rooms seemed almost brand new. It was a great place to cook our dinner and relax after a day of hiking. We cooked up some beans chicken and rice, and also some kiwi fruit.
The next day we were fairly slow getting moving, we slept in a bit trying to enjoying our nice place. We were back on the road around 11:30am for our trek down to the southern most point of our trip in Queenstown. We decided that we would probably take our time on the drive, and this decision was well worth it as the scenery was spectacular on the drive down to Queenstown. We passed only a few small towns, but we made it a point to stop at plenty of scenic destinations. If you’re cross referencing the blog with our photos, this is the day where we thought It would be a good idea to try to jump in as many as our photos as possible. So you’ll see a bunch of us jumping in front of the Fox Glacier, the Tasman Sea Coastline, and other random places such as the valleys on our way to Queenstown. On the way there, we stopped in a little country store which was playing “stand by your man” and the atmosphere was reminiscent of the country bar in the Blues Brothers. Just past the store, we found an empty plot of land which had a perfect view of the river valley. Cat and I stopped and took the moment to play some Frisbee in this pasture with a perfect view.
It’s so hard to describe the views that we saw on our drive to Queenstown, but they definitely kept us interested during the drive. Our jaws would drop around every corner. We also stopped a number of times to take some short hikes to a variety of waterfalls We actually ran to some of them to shave a few minutes off so we would have a chance to see more. We arrived in Queenstown sometime after dinnertime. Our first mission upon arrival was to of course… book our bungee jump, a must-do in the Queenstown area. We booked both the Ledge Bungee (143 feet drop), and the Ledge Swing, which throws you out over the city and back. We had tried to book the big drop (Nevis), but it was booked out and we were leaving town before there was an opening…. We’re going to save it for next time… After our booking, we headed to our hostel and then to get some dinner. We had been recommended a place called Fergberger in Queenstown. Upon arrival, the place looked perfect, big burgers and country-renown fries. We found out that this local joint actually uses all local businesses as their suppliers, and the taste of the meal proved it. Cat and I agreed, it was probably the best meal of our trip.
The night in Queenstown was the only location of our trip where we’d be spending two nights…. And what a nice thing that was. We were actually able to buy groceries for more than one day, and we didn’t have to worry about packing up and checking out immediately. On day 2 in Queenstown, we woke up a little late, but went on a little trek to scope out the city. We rented some mountain bikes and biked around the lake to a nearby city. The bike trip lasted about 2 hours with a short stop for lunch where we found a little dock on a far part of the lake to enjoy our packed pb and j. We spent a short bit of the afternoon doing some shopping for friends and family before we made our long-awaited trip up the Queenstown gondola where our body harness and bungee cord awaited.
I think both of us knew that we wanted to do the jump before we arrived to Queenstown, but I think I may have been a fair bit more excited about the actual jump. Catherine was pretty nervous, but she was quite the trooper in convincing me to sign up for both the jump and the swing. Cat ended up going first, and on the swing since it was the less scary of the two. I videoed as she was lowered down into the starting blocks. She hastily smiled for the cameras before yanking the little red loop which sent her flying off into the distance with the picturesque views of the lake and the Remarkables in the background. Her scream didn’t sound planned at all, and was quite funny to watch if you ever have a chance! So I was next, and got myself in the same position. To be honest, I wasn’t really expecting the drop that came next. I am pretty sure I let out an non-manly scream when I went flying off, but the views were incredible, and after the split second of surprise, the drop is pretty fun too!
So next was the bungee jump, if you watch cat’s videos, I apparently am sitting in the background, chilling on the couch while she is nervously getting attached to multiple cords, and asking if her limbs were going to be safe when she jumped. They really don’t give you much time to recover after your first jump…. But they counted. 5,4,3,2,1… in about the amount of time it takes you to read those numbers, and off she went. I remember screaming for her, just being excited for her. But she made it alive, with her limbs. I think she was pretty excited to be back on the platform though.
Next it was my turn, I don’t think I was that nervous, but more excited about having the chance to run and jump off a platform into thin air. That doesn’t come very often. He mentioned doing a gainer, and I gave it some thought, but I thought it would be a shame if I screwed it up and ended up smashing my head again the platform… probably not the best way to spend $210. So I opted for the front flip, when my time came. I sprinted off the platform and gave my best front flip. I don’t really remember much of the actual jump, probably because it felt like doing a front flip off of a high dive, by the time I was out of my flip, I was flying down towards the Earth. The recoil on the cord throws you nearly back to the jump platform, that was pretty impressive.
So after it all, it was an awesome experience and would definitely like to give it another go. The timing was perfect as it was nearly sunset and we got to watch the colors change on the surrounding mountains from the top of the Gondola.
The rest of the evening was fairly easy and relaxed. We cooked our last dinner of the trip in the YHA kitchen, enjoyed the leftovers of our wine, and did some people watching of others and tried to figure out their backgrounds and intentions. Afterwards, we went in search of a good local and fun bar. This turned out to be a bit more of a challenge than one would think. But put into perspective, a town of 3500 on a Monday night, in a country with lots of sheep probably isn’t going to be the most happening place on Earth. Regardless, we ended up at Montys which was Monteiths Brewery’s restaurant and grabbed a drink with a warm fireplace to our backs and a little Aussie Footie on TV. I had a winter brew and Cat had a Pilsner.
We had one last morning in Queenstown, and like much of the rest of the trip, it was well spent. We woke up a little earlier today and made breakfast and packed our things. Before our coffee/red bull runs, we over to the queenstown gardens and took advantage of their 18-hole Frisbee golf course. Our round took a little over an hour, but was a great and relaxing way to end our time in Queentown. After that, we made our way to the airport, parted with our friend and journey companion “Puggles” which allowed us to traverse the distance between Auckland and Queenstown, and checked into our flight.
So ironically, I’m writing this entry about the South Island in the exact fashion as I wrote about North Island. Both times were written in crossing the passage between islands, only this time I write from the air. The last portion of our trip will consist of a short time staying in Auckland at a B&B, visiting a friend of mine from the IHouse, and making the 7000 mile journey back to the US.
This entry is way too long, so I’ll continue with the trip wrap-up in a final entry.
Paul
Around 4pm that evening, we were on the go again. It was about 5pm, and we had a pretty long and tough drive ahead. Our next stop off point would be Franz Josef National Park. We would see how far we could make it, but it would be likely that we’d still have a fair bit of driving the next morning. The weather turned pretty sour and the rain didn’t really help with the narrow roads with hairpin turns. The driving alone would have been exhausting let alone the full day kayak we had the day before. But, we kept a pretty good pace. On the way there, we stopped in a small town along the way and found the one place still open. (note every town on the west coast was less than 4000 people, and there were only a handful). We were lucky to catch the one place open left in town and were able to get some takeaway food as a quick recharge. Cat got some fish and chips and I treated myself to pineapple burger. After another hour, we finally made it to Greymouth, the Mouth of the Grey River (clever eh?), we found an awesome little hostel called Neptunes which seemed like a great place if you were staying for a while. The funny thing was, since we asked for a double, their only double was actually a refurbished shipping container which was about 50 feet from the actually hostel (kitchen, bathrooms, etc…) However, we did have a TV with 3 channels!
The next morning was an early one. We had to be up and moving by 6am, so we were up and shaking around 5:30. The weather that morning wasn’t promising, but we were optimistic it would get better As expected, we made it the Frans Josef village with time to spare around 8:40am. We stopped to get a quick gas and caffeine but then chcked in for our day-long hike on the Glacier.
We bussed over to the river opening to where the glacier melt came down and began our hike. The weather had actually cleared up a bit since our morning. But they had outfitted us pretty well with waterproof jackets and pants. We hiked for about 20 minutes to the face of the glacier. It was massive! It’s so strange seeing it from a distance because it looks so different. It looks like a big mass of concrete until it gets closer to the top where it looks like blue icicles sticking up out of the ground. So the initial climb was technical, we were on safety ropes for much of the ascent. But once we topped out, it was fairly up and over climbing on the snow. Every now and again we would have to squeeze through a crevasse. These little parts of the hike were quite impressive since we saw into the clear ice from the side. Often it had shades of bright blue from the compression of the ice. After about 2 hours, we stopped for a quick lunch. One of our hiking mates managed to lose their juice box into a deep ice hole, never to be found again. Our guide, Ryan was really knowledgable and took us through some tough areas of climb. By 3pm, we were still climbing, but taking a closer look, we realized that we had not even traversed nearly 1/3 of the way up the 3000m glacier. At that point, we made a stop at our highest point of the day, and started heading back down. The way down was a bit quicker, but still pretty rough on the body. Not to mention every now and again you would step in a freezing cold puddle of ice water. My boots and crampons were fitted a bit small for me, so I was more than excited to be done with the walking, but the views were still unreal.
After arriving back at the base, we turned in all of our gear, and headed to our accommodation which Cat booked ahead of time. If you’re ever at Frans Josef, we’d highly recommend the Rainforest tree Huts, it was about twice as expensive as a hostel double room, but we had a full kitchen, and the rooms seemed almost brand new. It was a great place to cook our dinner and relax after a day of hiking. We cooked up some beans chicken and rice, and also some kiwi fruit.
The next day we were fairly slow getting moving, we slept in a bit trying to enjoying our nice place. We were back on the road around 11:30am for our trek down to the southern most point of our trip in Queenstown. We decided that we would probably take our time on the drive, and this decision was well worth it as the scenery was spectacular on the drive down to Queenstown. We passed only a few small towns, but we made it a point to stop at plenty of scenic destinations. If you’re cross referencing the blog with our photos, this is the day where we thought It would be a good idea to try to jump in as many as our photos as possible. So you’ll see a bunch of us jumping in front of the Fox Glacier, the Tasman Sea Coastline, and other random places such as the valleys on our way to Queenstown. On the way there, we stopped in a little country store which was playing “stand by your man” and the atmosphere was reminiscent of the country bar in the Blues Brothers. Just past the store, we found an empty plot of land which had a perfect view of the river valley. Cat and I stopped and took the moment to play some Frisbee in this pasture with a perfect view.
It’s so hard to describe the views that we saw on our drive to Queenstown, but they definitely kept us interested during the drive. Our jaws would drop around every corner. We also stopped a number of times to take some short hikes to a variety of waterfalls We actually ran to some of them to shave a few minutes off so we would have a chance to see more. We arrived in Queenstown sometime after dinnertime. Our first mission upon arrival was to of course… book our bungee jump, a must-do in the Queenstown area. We booked both the Ledge Bungee (143 feet drop), and the Ledge Swing, which throws you out over the city and back. We had tried to book the big drop (Nevis), but it was booked out and we were leaving town before there was an opening…. We’re going to save it for next time… After our booking, we headed to our hostel and then to get some dinner. We had been recommended a place called Fergberger in Queenstown. Upon arrival, the place looked perfect, big burgers and country-renown fries. We found out that this local joint actually uses all local businesses as their suppliers, and the taste of the meal proved it. Cat and I agreed, it was probably the best meal of our trip.
The night in Queenstown was the only location of our trip where we’d be spending two nights…. And what a nice thing that was. We were actually able to buy groceries for more than one day, and we didn’t have to worry about packing up and checking out immediately. On day 2 in Queenstown, we woke up a little late, but went on a little trek to scope out the city. We rented some mountain bikes and biked around the lake to a nearby city. The bike trip lasted about 2 hours with a short stop for lunch where we found a little dock on a far part of the lake to enjoy our packed pb and j. We spent a short bit of the afternoon doing some shopping for friends and family before we made our long-awaited trip up the Queenstown gondola where our body harness and bungee cord awaited.
I think both of us knew that we wanted to do the jump before we arrived to Queenstown, but I think I may have been a fair bit more excited about the actual jump. Catherine was pretty nervous, but she was quite the trooper in convincing me to sign up for both the jump and the swing. Cat ended up going first, and on the swing since it was the less scary of the two. I videoed as she was lowered down into the starting blocks. She hastily smiled for the cameras before yanking the little red loop which sent her flying off into the distance with the picturesque views of the lake and the Remarkables in the background. Her scream didn’t sound planned at all, and was quite funny to watch if you ever have a chance! So I was next, and got myself in the same position. To be honest, I wasn’t really expecting the drop that came next. I am pretty sure I let out an non-manly scream when I went flying off, but the views were incredible, and after the split second of surprise, the drop is pretty fun too!
So next was the bungee jump, if you watch cat’s videos, I apparently am sitting in the background, chilling on the couch while she is nervously getting attached to multiple cords, and asking if her limbs were going to be safe when she jumped. They really don’t give you much time to recover after your first jump…. But they counted. 5,4,3,2,1… in about the amount of time it takes you to read those numbers, and off she went. I remember screaming for her, just being excited for her. But she made it alive, with her limbs. I think she was pretty excited to be back on the platform though.
Next it was my turn, I don’t think I was that nervous, but more excited about having the chance to run and jump off a platform into thin air. That doesn’t come very often. He mentioned doing a gainer, and I gave it some thought, but I thought it would be a shame if I screwed it up and ended up smashing my head again the platform… probably not the best way to spend $210. So I opted for the front flip, when my time came. I sprinted off the platform and gave my best front flip. I don’t really remember much of the actual jump, probably because it felt like doing a front flip off of a high dive, by the time I was out of my flip, I was flying down towards the Earth. The recoil on the cord throws you nearly back to the jump platform, that was pretty impressive.
So after it all, it was an awesome experience and would definitely like to give it another go. The timing was perfect as it was nearly sunset and we got to watch the colors change on the surrounding mountains from the top of the Gondola.
The rest of the evening was fairly easy and relaxed. We cooked our last dinner of the trip in the YHA kitchen, enjoyed the leftovers of our wine, and did some people watching of others and tried to figure out their backgrounds and intentions. Afterwards, we went in search of a good local and fun bar. This turned out to be a bit more of a challenge than one would think. But put into perspective, a town of 3500 on a Monday night, in a country with lots of sheep probably isn’t going to be the most happening place on Earth. Regardless, we ended up at Montys which was Monteiths Brewery’s restaurant and grabbed a drink with a warm fireplace to our backs and a little Aussie Footie on TV. I had a winter brew and Cat had a Pilsner.
We had one last morning in Queenstown, and like much of the rest of the trip, it was well spent. We woke up a little earlier today and made breakfast and packed our things. Before our coffee/red bull runs, we over to the queenstown gardens and took advantage of their 18-hole Frisbee golf course. Our round took a little over an hour, but was a great and relaxing way to end our time in Queentown. After that, we made our way to the airport, parted with our friend and journey companion “Puggles” which allowed us to traverse the distance between Auckland and Queenstown, and checked into our flight.
So ironically, I’m writing this entry about the South Island in the exact fashion as I wrote about North Island. Both times were written in crossing the passage between islands, only this time I write from the air. The last portion of our trip will consist of a short time staying in Auckland at a B&B, visiting a friend of mine from the IHouse, and making the 7000 mile journey back to the US.
This entry is way too long, so I’ll continue with the trip wrap-up in a final entry.
Paul
Monday, August 20, 2007
The North Island of New Zealand
So since my last journal entry, I have switched countries, currencies, and have added a travel partner. My last night in Sydney included spending some time with some fresh arrivals to Australia from Edmonton Alberta. Two gents and a gal, three friends from high school were on a 20-day trip to Australia. For one of the guys, this was his first trip outside of Alberta! So he had plenty of discoveries during the trip. Using different currency, using his passport, and seeing the ocean for the first time. But I caught these guys in the room later into the evening, so we pretty much hung out and had a few drinks and talked about what its like to be a Canadian. The guys got pretty involved with a political discussion while the girl didn’t’ seem to interested. It was one of the guy’s 21st birthday, so we were helping him along with plenty of drinks before they were going to go out on the town. I had already gotten myself ready for a night of rest, so I wouldn’t be joining them. However, I had plenty of things to be excited about since I’d be leaving Australia for New Zealand and joining Catherine after not seeing her for the last two months.
I woke up around 4:30am the next morning, probably around 15 minutes after the boys got back in from their late night… regardess, I tried to be up and out of the room as soon as possible to avoid disturbing their first half hour of sleep. I made my way out of the hostel, grabbed a bowl of cereal and made my way down to the railway station, which was 1 minute out the door. Surprisingly, there were quite a few people up and stirring at this point in the morning. Approximately, half of which were struggling to get home from the night before, and another half who were slamming their coffee in preperation for their day of work ahead.
Sydney’s Kingford Smith Airport is quite a sight, really well done and clean. And if you think planes are cool, you pretty much have your pick from a good handful of massive passenger aircraft from all over the world. I watched flights arrive from the US, Asia, and Europe. I had a relatively short flight from Sydney to Auckland next to a women who was on her 4th leg of 5 flights back from Ireland. Upon arrival to Auckland, things went fine, I had to have my soccer boots inspected since they had some dirt on them, which apparently is bad for customs, but on the up side, they cleaned my shoes for me, and returned them with a smile on their faces.
Catherine met me just on the other side of security and we fumbled around getting oriented and made our way out to our champaign (pink) colored rental car that slightly resembled an ugly egg. In terms of our needs and what we would be using the car for, it was a perfect fit. In terms of being socially acceptable and trendy, it was a total failure. It wasn’t exactly a perfect vehicle ether, the passenger side door lock was pushed into the body frame, all of the warning labels were written in Japanese (with no English translations), this is in addition to our less than perfect driving habits while on the left side of the road, but we made it ok.
We spent the first portion of the day touring around Auckland and some of the beach areas outside of the city, but since it is winter, our daylight hours were cut short. We had booked a bed and brekkie place right outside of the city so we wanted to make it there before it got too late. We arrived to our B&B which was called “Fringe of Heaven”, cheesy name right?, but the place is ridiculously nice. A Frank Lloyd Wright inspired home which sat on a tall hill with wide landscaping windows that look over into the bay. The home was almost entirely custom and had very nice touches in all places. Our hosts were a couple by the name of Bev and Julian, who were a very hospitiable couple. They offered us some wine and suggestions for places for dinner in the area.
The next day, we would start off with a full and massive breakfast consisting of bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast, cereal, fruit, and juice…. All with the expansive view of the bay in front of us. Unfortunately, our trip in heaven had to end and we made our way back to the road. Our first day would be some driving and a trip the Waitomo Caves for a “Black Abyss” tour… So to be honest, I didn’t really know what Cat had in store for me, I was merely a bystander in her planning of a hit-and-run New Zealand Trip in 10 days. But, I had good faith in her, as she is a very good planner. So when she had mentioned to me, that we would be going to see glow worms in underground caves, I imagined a nice cozy tour with hot chocolate and maybe a helment. I didn’t realize that I would be wearing a wetsuit, helmet, headlamp and climbing harness, all at the same time. To give a quick runthrough, we did in fact watch glowworms, but it was after we rappelled 60 feet down into a hole in the ground, jumped 15 feet into an underground river, floated around in that underground river (mind you the water was probably 55 degrees), climbed up over, around, and through multiple strong waterfalls, and then climbed out against the current. It was quite a surprise, but has probably been the most fun adventure so far on the trip! I’d really really recommend it to anyone heading down to that area because I had such a great time. That night, we trekked our way down to Rotarua, a provincial town that has quite a bit to offer.
When we arrived, it seemed a bit of an industrial and grungy place, with steam rising from all over. Little did I realize that this steam was rising from the many hot springs in the area. We spent the night in a small hostel called Funky Green Backpackers. The double room that we stayed actually was a separate unit from the main hostel, and was similar to a 3 bedroom apartment. We cooked a nice pasta dinner and prepared our belongings for the next few days.
The next day, we woke at a reasonable time and took a tour around Rotarua before continuning our journey south towards Wellington. We stopped in a place called the something-wonderland, which consisted of many hot springs and geyer type of formations. The formations were not the most impressive, but the colors of the waters we saw were quite amazing. We saw some bodies of water which were entirely neon green and bubling like they were from a witches cauldron. After that short trip, we went southward towards Taupo, a bustling backpacker town on the tip of Lake Taupo. We stayed at Tiki Backpackers, which was a tidy place with grand windows overlooking the lake and the snow-capped peaks beyond. As an aside, this time of year is an awesome time to see NZ because it’s so quiet, and places are not overcrowded. It’s a bit chilly, but not cold enough where you wouldn’t enjoy yourself.
We trekked around Taupo and did the usual essentials, groceries, internet, and a guilty pleasure trip to the local fast-food joint for some fries. We prided ourselves on cooking yet another good meal, which for us is quite the achievement. We woke up the next morning for a long trek southward to end up in Wellington.
Before making it to Wellington, we had plenty of scenery to greet us along the way. We stopped at a national park, which it’s name is eluding me at the moment, but it is where Mt. Doom was filmed for the Lord of the Rings movies. Which also means nothing to me since I don’t’ follow any of that. However, it was the most volcanic thing I’d ever seen in my life. Capped with snow, it was a gorgeous site. We stopped in the small basecamp for the three mountains in the area and took a short 2-hour hike to a small falls in the area. Had we stayed longer, I would have very much like to take a trip to the summit or hire a bike and do some mtn. biking in the area. However, that would have to wait for a later date. After our stop there, we drove south for another 5 hours or so passing some of my favorite landscape and thousands of sheep before making it to Wellington.
Wellington is quite a grungy city, having a feeling of Portland, OR but with a landscape of San Francisco bent in a circle. We didn’t get to see much of it last night, but we did manage to go out for a quite run of Thai food and a bar of ice cream. We went back to our hostel (Rosemere Backpackers), to plan for our next few days. This hostel was pretty unique and homly feeling, I’d definitely recommend it if you’re looking for a bit of a funky but friendly place.
Today, we woke up a bit earlier (like 20 minutes earlier) so we could get a quick glimpse of Wellington. Lucky for us, the sun was actually out, which is quite rare for this city. We drove up to the viewpoint near the top of the cable car and got some grand views of the city. Next, we had to catch the ferry over to the south island. But only after a short hike down the hill to locate the nearest Starbucks so catch some internet and for Cat to get a quick bit of coffee.
So now, 1700 words, and about 20 miles later, I’m on a ferry headed towards Picton on the south island of New Zealand, we have a little less than a week on our trip before life picks up again like a whirlwind back for me in Berkeley, and for Catherine in Atlanta. We have some pretty awesome trips planned still. Sea Kayaking in Abel Tasman National Park, Glacier Hiking at Franz Josef Glacier, some bungee jumping in Queenstown, and whatever else we find to fill the time between now and then. So I hope to have some pretty exciting things to report on in the next few days. But until then, I hope you all are doing well at home, and thanks for continuning to read these long and grammatically incorrect blogs!
Paul
I woke up around 4:30am the next morning, probably around 15 minutes after the boys got back in from their late night… regardess, I tried to be up and out of the room as soon as possible to avoid disturbing their first half hour of sleep. I made my way out of the hostel, grabbed a bowl of cereal and made my way down to the railway station, which was 1 minute out the door. Surprisingly, there were quite a few people up and stirring at this point in the morning. Approximately, half of which were struggling to get home from the night before, and another half who were slamming their coffee in preperation for their day of work ahead.
Sydney’s Kingford Smith Airport is quite a sight, really well done and clean. And if you think planes are cool, you pretty much have your pick from a good handful of massive passenger aircraft from all over the world. I watched flights arrive from the US, Asia, and Europe. I had a relatively short flight from Sydney to Auckland next to a women who was on her 4th leg of 5 flights back from Ireland. Upon arrival to Auckland, things went fine, I had to have my soccer boots inspected since they had some dirt on them, which apparently is bad for customs, but on the up side, they cleaned my shoes for me, and returned them with a smile on their faces.
Catherine met me just on the other side of security and we fumbled around getting oriented and made our way out to our champaign (pink) colored rental car that slightly resembled an ugly egg. In terms of our needs and what we would be using the car for, it was a perfect fit. In terms of being socially acceptable and trendy, it was a total failure. It wasn’t exactly a perfect vehicle ether, the passenger side door lock was pushed into the body frame, all of the warning labels were written in Japanese (with no English translations), this is in addition to our less than perfect driving habits while on the left side of the road, but we made it ok.
We spent the first portion of the day touring around Auckland and some of the beach areas outside of the city, but since it is winter, our daylight hours were cut short. We had booked a bed and brekkie place right outside of the city so we wanted to make it there before it got too late. We arrived to our B&B which was called “Fringe of Heaven”, cheesy name right?, but the place is ridiculously nice. A Frank Lloyd Wright inspired home which sat on a tall hill with wide landscaping windows that look over into the bay. The home was almost entirely custom and had very nice touches in all places. Our hosts were a couple by the name of Bev and Julian, who were a very hospitiable couple. They offered us some wine and suggestions for places for dinner in the area.
The next day, we would start off with a full and massive breakfast consisting of bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast, cereal, fruit, and juice…. All with the expansive view of the bay in front of us. Unfortunately, our trip in heaven had to end and we made our way back to the road. Our first day would be some driving and a trip the Waitomo Caves for a “Black Abyss” tour… So to be honest, I didn’t really know what Cat had in store for me, I was merely a bystander in her planning of a hit-and-run New Zealand Trip in 10 days. But, I had good faith in her, as she is a very good planner. So when she had mentioned to me, that we would be going to see glow worms in underground caves, I imagined a nice cozy tour with hot chocolate and maybe a helment. I didn’t realize that I would be wearing a wetsuit, helmet, headlamp and climbing harness, all at the same time. To give a quick runthrough, we did in fact watch glowworms, but it was after we rappelled 60 feet down into a hole in the ground, jumped 15 feet into an underground river, floated around in that underground river (mind you the water was probably 55 degrees), climbed up over, around, and through multiple strong waterfalls, and then climbed out against the current. It was quite a surprise, but has probably been the most fun adventure so far on the trip! I’d really really recommend it to anyone heading down to that area because I had such a great time. That night, we trekked our way down to Rotarua, a provincial town that has quite a bit to offer.
When we arrived, it seemed a bit of an industrial and grungy place, with steam rising from all over. Little did I realize that this steam was rising from the many hot springs in the area. We spent the night in a small hostel called Funky Green Backpackers. The double room that we stayed actually was a separate unit from the main hostel, and was similar to a 3 bedroom apartment. We cooked a nice pasta dinner and prepared our belongings for the next few days.
The next day, we woke at a reasonable time and took a tour around Rotarua before continuning our journey south towards Wellington. We stopped in a place called the something-wonderland, which consisted of many hot springs and geyer type of formations. The formations were not the most impressive, but the colors of the waters we saw were quite amazing. We saw some bodies of water which were entirely neon green and bubling like they were from a witches cauldron. After that short trip, we went southward towards Taupo, a bustling backpacker town on the tip of Lake Taupo. We stayed at Tiki Backpackers, which was a tidy place with grand windows overlooking the lake and the snow-capped peaks beyond. As an aside, this time of year is an awesome time to see NZ because it’s so quiet, and places are not overcrowded. It’s a bit chilly, but not cold enough where you wouldn’t enjoy yourself.
We trekked around Taupo and did the usual essentials, groceries, internet, and a guilty pleasure trip to the local fast-food joint for some fries. We prided ourselves on cooking yet another good meal, which for us is quite the achievement. We woke up the next morning for a long trek southward to end up in Wellington.
Before making it to Wellington, we had plenty of scenery to greet us along the way. We stopped at a national park, which it’s name is eluding me at the moment, but it is where Mt. Doom was filmed for the Lord of the Rings movies. Which also means nothing to me since I don’t’ follow any of that. However, it was the most volcanic thing I’d ever seen in my life. Capped with snow, it was a gorgeous site. We stopped in the small basecamp for the three mountains in the area and took a short 2-hour hike to a small falls in the area. Had we stayed longer, I would have very much like to take a trip to the summit or hire a bike and do some mtn. biking in the area. However, that would have to wait for a later date. After our stop there, we drove south for another 5 hours or so passing some of my favorite landscape and thousands of sheep before making it to Wellington.
Wellington is quite a grungy city, having a feeling of Portland, OR but with a landscape of San Francisco bent in a circle. We didn’t get to see much of it last night, but we did manage to go out for a quite run of Thai food and a bar of ice cream. We went back to our hostel (Rosemere Backpackers), to plan for our next few days. This hostel was pretty unique and homly feeling, I’d definitely recommend it if you’re looking for a bit of a funky but friendly place.
Today, we woke up a bit earlier (like 20 minutes earlier) so we could get a quick glimpse of Wellington. Lucky for us, the sun was actually out, which is quite rare for this city. We drove up to the viewpoint near the top of the cable car and got some grand views of the city. Next, we had to catch the ferry over to the south island. But only after a short hike down the hill to locate the nearest Starbucks so catch some internet and for Cat to get a quick bit of coffee.
So now, 1700 words, and about 20 miles later, I’m on a ferry headed towards Picton on the south island of New Zealand, we have a little less than a week on our trip before life picks up again like a whirlwind back for me in Berkeley, and for Catherine in Atlanta. We have some pretty awesome trips planned still. Sea Kayaking in Abel Tasman National Park, Glacier Hiking at Franz Josef Glacier, some bungee jumping in Queenstown, and whatever else we find to fill the time between now and then. So I hope to have some pretty exciting things to report on in the next few days. But until then, I hope you all are doing well at home, and thanks for continuning to read these long and grammatically incorrect blogs!
Paul
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Last Day in Australia!
So once again, I’m a bit limited by the amount of time that I can be online, so no pictures at the moment on the blog, but they are posted onto my flickr site. So my time in the land down under has finally come to an end. 2 months and 2 days since my departure from Atlanta, GA I have covered about 9000 miles westward from my home, and tomorrow, I will begin the first 1000 or so back. Tomorrow is particularly interesting because I will be traveling to a new countrty as well as seeing Catherine for the first time since June 9th. By this time, she is somewhere over the Pacific, and will be arriving in Auckland in approximately 7 hours from now…. Unfortunately for her, I won’t be arriving in Auckland until about 12 hours from now…. But we’ve made arrangements to meet up in the land of Kiwis so hopefully everything will work out just fine.
So as for my last day in Australia, I tried to make the most of it. I was up at a hostel-early 7:45am and getting a proper breakfast downstairs. My breakfast was again my multiple pieces of toast, but only one bowl of cereal as my rations (and cash) are running low. I spent the first 4 hours of my day doing a combination of running/walking to various parts of the city. I started off at the Olympic Park area where the current AFL and rugby teams play, then easily jogged my way up to the Kings Cross (nightclub district) area, got myself a Red Bull, and continued on my journey. I ended up next by the Navy Yards, then stumbled across the entrance to the Sydney Botanical Gardens, which were absolutely awesome. I saw some of the best views of the city there, and the park in itself is pretty great. My next goal was to figure out how to get onto the Harbour Bridge. About 30 minutes later, I managed to find the approach and ran my way across the bridge and back. After all of this, I was pretty wore out. I only brought a little cash and my camera for this journey, and now that it was nearing noon, I was pretty famished. So I ran/walked my way back to the hostel, and made myself a bowl of soup and some other little things for lunch. By 1:30, I was back on a walk, a little more properly dressed this time. I headed over to the Paddington Market to buy some souvenirs to take back with me, and then over to the Powerhouse Museum (and old powerhouse, kinda like in Brisbane), to check out a major design exhibition going on. The museum was actually very impressive and modern. It was a bit of a combination of everything, including art/design, engineering and sciences. It was pretty cool, I guess I forgot to mention earlier how easily engineering and design go hand in hand here in Australia. Back at UQ, there actually was an architecture/civil engineering collaborative design studio….. I am still debating if such a thing could ever occur in the states.
So tonight was a pretty slow night, I was again starving by dinnertime, so I ate almost the rest of my rations here at the hostel, but still was having an urge for some good old fashioned aussie chips (fries), I went down to the local woolies and spent my last paper bill on some hot chips and some milk to finish off my box of cereal back at the hostel. So now, I am down to my last $2.10 of Australian money, hopefully I won’t need any money tomorrow, but I am keeping my fingers crossed (I already bought a train ticket).
But in looking back, this summer in Australia has been nothing short of awesome. A paid vacation, an academic collboration, an international adventure, it’s really been all of these things. But the trip isn’t over quite yet, so I have another 12 days or so to look forward to, and I hope to make the most of those still!
So as for my last day in Australia, I tried to make the most of it. I was up at a hostel-early 7:45am and getting a proper breakfast downstairs. My breakfast was again my multiple pieces of toast, but only one bowl of cereal as my rations (and cash) are running low. I spent the first 4 hours of my day doing a combination of running/walking to various parts of the city. I started off at the Olympic Park area where the current AFL and rugby teams play, then easily jogged my way up to the Kings Cross (nightclub district) area, got myself a Red Bull, and continued on my journey. I ended up next by the Navy Yards, then stumbled across the entrance to the Sydney Botanical Gardens, which were absolutely awesome. I saw some of the best views of the city there, and the park in itself is pretty great. My next goal was to figure out how to get onto the Harbour Bridge. About 30 minutes later, I managed to find the approach and ran my way across the bridge and back. After all of this, I was pretty wore out. I only brought a little cash and my camera for this journey, and now that it was nearing noon, I was pretty famished. So I ran/walked my way back to the hostel, and made myself a bowl of soup and some other little things for lunch. By 1:30, I was back on a walk, a little more properly dressed this time. I headed over to the Paddington Market to buy some souvenirs to take back with me, and then over to the Powerhouse Museum (and old powerhouse, kinda like in Brisbane), to check out a major design exhibition going on. The museum was actually very impressive and modern. It was a bit of a combination of everything, including art/design, engineering and sciences. It was pretty cool, I guess I forgot to mention earlier how easily engineering and design go hand in hand here in Australia. Back at UQ, there actually was an architecture/civil engineering collaborative design studio….. I am still debating if such a thing could ever occur in the states.
So tonight was a pretty slow night, I was again starving by dinnertime, so I ate almost the rest of my rations here at the hostel, but still was having an urge for some good old fashioned aussie chips (fries), I went down to the local woolies and spent my last paper bill on some hot chips and some milk to finish off my box of cereal back at the hostel. So now, I am down to my last $2.10 of Australian money, hopefully I won’t need any money tomorrow, but I am keeping my fingers crossed (I already bought a train ticket).
But in looking back, this summer in Australia has been nothing short of awesome. A paid vacation, an academic collboration, an international adventure, it’s really been all of these things. But the trip isn’t over quite yet, so I have another 12 days or so to look forward to, and I hope to make the most of those still!
Friday, August 10, 2007
Sydney Days 1-2
So I wish I could upload my pictures right now, but my card reader is packed in the depths of my luggage… so it will have to wait for a few more days. But for those just tuning in at home. I’m in Sydney now, and have will be here for one more full day tomorrow. I arrived yesterday, the 9th of August and the weather so far has been fantastic. I was a little bit scared when I left Brisbane that I would arrive in Sydney to a cold, rainy place… which it has apparently lived up to that expectation during the past two months. However, upon my arrival, it’s a completely different scene. First off, I had to say that just flying into the city was pretty awesome. The Airport here in Sydney is right along the ocean, so similar to SFO or OAK, you see the water right up until you land. Well as we were on approach, I saw two windsurfers cruising along next to the airplane (going a little bit slower of course), but they had to be less than 100 yards away… I thought to myself… wow, that is really awesome. I’m planning on someday being that windsurfing watching planes land from the comfort of my board.
But getting into Sydney was no worry, it’s definitely a bit pricier than Brisbane in some regards, but surprisingly cheaper in other areas…. Such as haircuts, clothing, and some foods… weird. But I checked into my hostel (YHA Sydney Railway Station)… and this place is by far, the nicest hostel I’ve ever stayed in. I think it was built about 3 years ago and is directly connected to the railway station. Some of the bedrooms are even in old rail cars, but it’s a really nice place with a big kitchen and plenty of nice comfy couches, one of which I’m sitting on right now. So once I dropped my bags off, it was off to start exploring the city. I began my journey by walking outside, and heading straight down George Street, the main drag into downtown, Sydney is definitely a busier place than Brisbane with its fast moving traffic, and people actually honking at eachother while driving. But still, a city is a city, one of my friends mentioned how it resembles a New York combined with Southern California… I could see it. So I’m walking down George Street and then pick up some groceries at the local woolies,.. food is unfortunately more expensive, but then I make my way down to the Harbour, and out of the corner of my eye, there it is, the Sydney Harbour Bridge… it’s one of those things that is just kind of awe-inspiring and something that I’d only seen on TV thus far in my life, so seeing it in real life was pretty amazing. In my past two days, I’ve probably taken about 40 pictures of it from different angles, but after my excitement from that was slowly wearing off, then out of the other corner of my eye comes the Sydney Opera House, It’s quite an impressive place as well. So I spent the next few hours walking between the two and just taking in the sights of Sydney Harbor. Sydney is an absolutely beautiful place, a bit busy, but has a lot of character in its relationship with the water, the ferries, and its architecture.
Later in the evening, I went out to a local pub with some friends from the program, and grabbed a drink. It was nice to hear the experiences of some others in the EAPSI program outside of Brisbane. But then, it was time to retire back at the YHA after a long day, my room was a 4-share, and wasn’t particularly hospitable, fairly quiet and tense looking guys, so I just minded my own business and went to bed.
The next morning, I had a slow start. I woke up around 8:45 and made myself down to brekky. For some reason, I’ve been eating a pretty good bit during the past two weeks. So this morning was no different with my two bowls of cereal, four pieces of toast and granola bar. But I knew I had a big day of walking ahead. I went ahead and bought a daily pass for the transit system. I first two a train then bus down to Bondi Beach on the south shore. I had heard that the walk from Bondi to Coogee along the coast was a must. And it when I got there, it was a great morning trek. I walked as I watched surfers and boogie boarders enjoying the surf at Bondi, it was surprisingly warm today with temps probably in the upper 70s. After about 2 hours of walking around the coast, I was getting ancey to make it back to the CBD, because I wanted to try to make it over to Manly Beach too. So luckily, the one bus I saw during this whole escapade was just around a corner. I knocked on the bus door because it was closed and asked how to get back to the CBD, and apparently this was the right place to be. The driver let me in and off we went.
I eventually made it back to Central Station, and then hopped back on the train to head to Circular Quay. Once there, I jumped on a ferry to Manly Beach. I sat next to a gent from Perth who was the head of the Pharmacy Board of Western Oz. Sounded like an important position, so I kept chatting. Really nice guy, gave me plenty of tips about Manly Beach and where to go, we also had a nice chat about American and Australian Politics. Apparently John Howard bailed out East Timor back in the day… who knew?
So once at Manly, I just kinda ambled around. I walked for about 2 hours there, around the beach over to North Point (I think that was the name), but did a little bit of hiking in the hills and cliffs around the beach, it was pretty rugged hiking considering how close to the city it was. But met a nice German/French couple along the way.
I headed back to the city around 415PM and caught the ferry. On the ferry ride, I got some great pictures of the city and the bridge. Once back, I was just plain ferry happy and decided to catch another one over to Darling Harbour, which goes under the Harbour Bridge…. Even better! So took that one, the ride lasted about 25 minutes or so. Once at Darling Harbour, I went walking for another 2 hours or so, seeing all of the touristy sights of Brisbane, but it is very impressive. Sydney definitely has lots to offer, and there were plenty of people out as well to make it interesting. I stumbed across a really awesome photo exhibit of photography from around the world. It had a sustainability/climate spin so each photo had little snippits of facts about the environment and such, it was really interesting. But after that, I was pretty famished, and it was nearing 7pm. So I came back to the hostel, and made myself some dinner, and now here I am. To be honest, I’m pretty exhausted right now, and may turn in within the next two hours.
But I’ll be off to NZ here in a few days, so I defiantly have that to look forward to. Cat and I are working out final minute details to meet up, but I imagine it’ll all work out.
Funny thing, I was just approached by a girl from Minnesota (more recently Chicago) who was trying to sell her airport train tickets because they were leaving early for the airport on a different day, and it turns out that she was sitting next to me on the Ferry today (I couldn’t’ remember) but she apparently noticed my Chacos, and also did again right now. Hah. Small world. Anyway, until tomorrow!
But getting into Sydney was no worry, it’s definitely a bit pricier than Brisbane in some regards, but surprisingly cheaper in other areas…. Such as haircuts, clothing, and some foods… weird. But I checked into my hostel (YHA Sydney Railway Station)… and this place is by far, the nicest hostel I’ve ever stayed in. I think it was built about 3 years ago and is directly connected to the railway station. Some of the bedrooms are even in old rail cars, but it’s a really nice place with a big kitchen and plenty of nice comfy couches, one of which I’m sitting on right now. So once I dropped my bags off, it was off to start exploring the city. I began my journey by walking outside, and heading straight down George Street, the main drag into downtown, Sydney is definitely a busier place than Brisbane with its fast moving traffic, and people actually honking at eachother while driving. But still, a city is a city, one of my friends mentioned how it resembles a New York combined with Southern California… I could see it. So I’m walking down George Street and then pick up some groceries at the local woolies,.. food is unfortunately more expensive, but then I make my way down to the Harbour, and out of the corner of my eye, there it is, the Sydney Harbour Bridge… it’s one of those things that is just kind of awe-inspiring and something that I’d only seen on TV thus far in my life, so seeing it in real life was pretty amazing. In my past two days, I’ve probably taken about 40 pictures of it from different angles, but after my excitement from that was slowly wearing off, then out of the other corner of my eye comes the Sydney Opera House, It’s quite an impressive place as well. So I spent the next few hours walking between the two and just taking in the sights of Sydney Harbor. Sydney is an absolutely beautiful place, a bit busy, but has a lot of character in its relationship with the water, the ferries, and its architecture.
Later in the evening, I went out to a local pub with some friends from the program, and grabbed a drink. It was nice to hear the experiences of some others in the EAPSI program outside of Brisbane. But then, it was time to retire back at the YHA after a long day, my room was a 4-share, and wasn’t particularly hospitable, fairly quiet and tense looking guys, so I just minded my own business and went to bed.
The next morning, I had a slow start. I woke up around 8:45 and made myself down to brekky. For some reason, I’ve been eating a pretty good bit during the past two weeks. So this morning was no different with my two bowls of cereal, four pieces of toast and granola bar. But I knew I had a big day of walking ahead. I went ahead and bought a daily pass for the transit system. I first two a train then bus down to Bondi Beach on the south shore. I had heard that the walk from Bondi to Coogee along the coast was a must. And it when I got there, it was a great morning trek. I walked as I watched surfers and boogie boarders enjoying the surf at Bondi, it was surprisingly warm today with temps probably in the upper 70s. After about 2 hours of walking around the coast, I was getting ancey to make it back to the CBD, because I wanted to try to make it over to Manly Beach too. So luckily, the one bus I saw during this whole escapade was just around a corner. I knocked on the bus door because it was closed and asked how to get back to the CBD, and apparently this was the right place to be. The driver let me in and off we went.
I eventually made it back to Central Station, and then hopped back on the train to head to Circular Quay. Once there, I jumped on a ferry to Manly Beach. I sat next to a gent from Perth who was the head of the Pharmacy Board of Western Oz. Sounded like an important position, so I kept chatting. Really nice guy, gave me plenty of tips about Manly Beach and where to go, we also had a nice chat about American and Australian Politics. Apparently John Howard bailed out East Timor back in the day… who knew?
So once at Manly, I just kinda ambled around. I walked for about 2 hours there, around the beach over to North Point (I think that was the name), but did a little bit of hiking in the hills and cliffs around the beach, it was pretty rugged hiking considering how close to the city it was. But met a nice German/French couple along the way.
I headed back to the city around 415PM and caught the ferry. On the ferry ride, I got some great pictures of the city and the bridge. Once back, I was just plain ferry happy and decided to catch another one over to Darling Harbour, which goes under the Harbour Bridge…. Even better! So took that one, the ride lasted about 25 minutes or so. Once at Darling Harbour, I went walking for another 2 hours or so, seeing all of the touristy sights of Brisbane, but it is very impressive. Sydney definitely has lots to offer, and there were plenty of people out as well to make it interesting. I stumbed across a really awesome photo exhibit of photography from around the world. It had a sustainability/climate spin so each photo had little snippits of facts about the environment and such, it was really interesting. But after that, I was pretty famished, and it was nearing 7pm. So I came back to the hostel, and made myself some dinner, and now here I am. To be honest, I’m pretty exhausted right now, and may turn in within the next two hours.
But I’ll be off to NZ here in a few days, so I defiantly have that to look forward to. Cat and I are working out final minute details to meet up, but I imagine it’ll all work out.
Funny thing, I was just approached by a girl from Minnesota (more recently Chicago) who was trying to sell her airport train tickets because they were leaving early for the airport on a different day, and it turns out that she was sitting next to me on the Ferry today (I couldn’t’ remember) but she apparently noticed my Chacos, and also did again right now. Hah. Small world. Anyway, until tomorrow!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Leaving Queensland...
So it's the last post from my desk here at the Indooroopilly Lodge... I'm sad to go, but I've spent the last 2 hours doing my homework on Sydney, and I'm sure I'll really enjoy it down there. So out with the old and in with the new, time to end one adventure and start a new one!
Cheers from Brisbane, and we'll see you again on the other side in New South Wales.
Cheers from Brisbane, and we'll see you again on the other side in New South Wales.
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Last Day On Campus
So yesterday was rather amusing, since I finally got access to the data which I could have literally spent two months sorting through in order to find a good solution to my problem. So obviously, today I had my work cut out for me. I won't bore you with too many details other than that I spent a good chunk of the day at the Arch/Music Library hacking out house sales information about greater Brisbane. But during lunchtime, I did manage to get out and get a few photos of the UQ Campus here at St. Lucia. And of course, just like every other Queensland winter day, the weather was absolutely perfect.
So this is the great court... looks nice doesn't it? I guess this center part is the equivalent of the quad... even though for some reason, it lacks a quaddy feel. As a side note, I think I'm also picking up this aussie trend of addying -y to everything, because that's what they do.. they have footie(Aussie rules football), brekkie (breakfast), noonie (afternoon).... it's rather hilarious actually. Ok so back to the story, the great court is where you can find students tabeling and doing undergraddy type of stuff.
This next photos is the UQ Union, or the food court and things like that, it definately has this 70s era feel to it, but it's nice because its largely outside and there are quite a few things to choose from. However, not very many chains as we'd see on our campuses. I'm guessing that most of these places are run by campus.
I can't say that I've eaten here too much though, I usually try to save my money but going to the grocery store and spending $1.99 on some cambells soup (I've tried every kind at this point), but it's such a good deal, and much healthier than doing ramen, while only spending about a buck more... But luckily, tomorrow I'm going downtown to have a proper lunch, I think I'll be joining my friend Oli and we're going to hit up one of the English Pubs on the queens street mall, it's ridicilious how much I'm looking forward to it, I guess it reflects the quality of my lunches for the past two months.
So this next shot is just looking back from the UQ Union into the opening where the Great Court is located. Since the semester has started, I've really enjoyed being on campus, I don't know if I like it just because it's UQ or if I just miss being on a college campus and being an undergrad again. Regardless, I love hearing all of the accents. They have alot of BBQ fundraisers where they grill sausages on campus, but for whatever reason, they don't do hot dog buns here, so I've been having quite a few sauasages where you put it on a diagonal on a regular piece of sandwich bread....
This shot is overlooking the area of campus that rolls slowly down into the UQ Lakes, I've played frisbee down here a few times, but it's definately a nice place to relax and do a bit of people watching.
This last shot is just a bit further on down the road, but you can see the Lakes pretty clearly and those four big sticks over the horizon is the Eleanor Schonell Green Bridge, which was built only to be used by buses and bike/ped.... what a great idea huh? But that's pretty much it. I'll be spending my last few hours on campus tomorrow afternoon, and I will definitely miss it. It was nice being a visitor observing campus life as an outsider.
So this is the great court... looks nice doesn't it? I guess this center part is the equivalent of the quad... even though for some reason, it lacks a quaddy feel. As a side note, I think I'm also picking up this aussie trend of addying -y to everything, because that's what they do.. they have footie(Aussie rules football), brekkie (breakfast), noonie (afternoon).... it's rather hilarious actually. Ok so back to the story, the great court is where you can find students tabeling and doing undergraddy type of stuff.This next photos is the UQ Union, or the food court and things like that, it definately has this 70s era feel to it, but it's nice because its largely outside and there are quite a few things to choose from. However, not very many chains as we'd see on our campuses. I'm guessing that most of these places are run by campus.
I can't say that I've eaten here too much though, I usually try to save my money but going to the grocery store and spending $1.99 on some cambells soup (I've tried every kind at this point), but it's such a good deal, and much healthier than doing ramen, while only spending about a buck more... But luckily, tomorrow I'm going downtown to have a proper lunch, I think I'll be joining my friend Oli and we're going to hit up one of the English Pubs on the queens street mall, it's ridicilious how much I'm looking forward to it, I guess it reflects the quality of my lunches for the past two months.
So this next shot is just looking back from the UQ Union into the opening where the Great Court is located. Since the semester has started, I've really enjoyed being on campus, I don't know if I like it just because it's UQ or if I just miss being on a college campus and being an undergrad again. Regardless, I love hearing all of the accents. They have alot of BBQ fundraisers where they grill sausages on campus, but for whatever reason, they don't do hot dog buns here, so I've been having quite a few sauasages where you put it on a diagonal on a regular piece of sandwich bread....
This shot is overlooking the area of campus that rolls slowly down into the UQ Lakes, I've played frisbee down here a few times, but it's definately a nice place to relax and do a bit of people watching.This last shot is just a bit further on down the road, but you can see the Lakes pretty clearly and those four big sticks over the horizon is the Eleanor Schonell Green Bridge, which was built only to be used by buses and bike/ped.... what a great idea huh? But that's pretty much it. I'll be spending my last few hours on campus tomorrow afternoon, and I will definitely miss it. It was nice being a visitor observing campus life as an outsider.
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