Somewhere in nowhere… It’s a tiny village with charm. Mad windy today and we decide to stay here for the day and rest as we have a great little camp ground with clean and hot showers, a well equipped kitchen…
Day 157: a rainy day in Invercargill
It’s raining it’s pouring, the old man is snoring and we are spending the day in the Bill Richardson Transport Museum in Invercargill, because there is nothing else to do. But it turns out to be great fun and it…
Day 156: Through the Catlins
We have to get back into the car. My mood is rotten already, but the car seems to be doing well. Maybe, because we drive with open windows and full heating or it just needed a rest like we did.…
Day 155
Nothing exciting happened at all. Stayed in, relaxed, read, played, had too much food. Just a lazy day, except for Anik who did a math test, and a really short walk.
New Year’s day (day 154)
A game of “Bastard”, all four of us with ginger beer, banana chocolate cake and crisps and lots of laughter, fireworks across the estuary under the Southern Cross. Then we were first to say “Happy new year” to everyone. What…
Day 150 – 153: Highway through hell to paradise
Our plan: to get down to Owaka in four days, where a house through home exchange was waiting for us. Yes, rushing it but still have enough time to stop for a while where we feel like it. But what…
Day 145 – 149: Levin
It’s Christmas time. We are lucky to spend these days with friends. We stay with Marc’s mum and his family. Marc is Michael’s brother, who was Bill’s really good friend in Oberstdorf and who died a few years ago in…