After our day kayaking in Abel Tasman we were pretty tired
with aching shoulders and creaking joints, however, no rest for the wicked and
the following morning we woke up to catch an early morning bus to Wellington
from Nelson. The bus ride was nice, lovely countryside and a commentary from
our driver, and we arrived in Picton by 11:00 prior to catching the
interislander ferry to Wellington.
We boarded a bus at Wellington station, an eleven hour overnighter to Auckland, and tried to get comfy. The bus driver was unusually cantankerous and we figured his attitude must be why he is on the night shifts and not the day shifts where the drivers are friendly and provide a commentary. We were lucky that Nicola is organised and booked our seats on this bus when we were still in Sydney because we actually booked the last two seats – we would have been stuck if she hadn’t been so organised, or if she had listened to me and not bothered until we arrived in New Zealand.
The ferry ride went smoothly, the weather was a lot nicer
than our first crossing from Wellington to Picton, so we were able to stand
outside and admire the views afforded to us from the ferry. After arriving in
Wellington we realised we had two hours to spare so we had a cheeky Maccers and
decided to have a little walk around Wellington city centre where we bumped
into a friend of ours from our Thailand tour – literally the only Kiwi we knew before
arriving in New Zealand – small world, eh?
We boarded a bus at Wellington station, an eleven hour overnighter to Auckland, and tried to get comfy. The bus driver was unusually cantankerous and we figured his attitude must be why he is on the night shifts and not the day shifts where the drivers are friendly and provide a commentary. We were lucky that Nicola is organised and booked our seats on this bus when we were still in Sydney because we actually booked the last two seats – we would have been stuck if she hadn’t been so organised, or if she had listened to me and not bothered until we arrived in New Zealand.
The journey was long at first but we soon nodded off and
before we knew it we had arrived in Auckland tired, sleep deprived and looking
forward to heading to Fiji; our final destination before flying back to the UK.
We killed some time in Auckland, actually in the first hostel we stayed in, and
bought a few souvenirs before heading to the airport to wait for our flight. We
are going to miss New Zealand, the friendly people, the beautiful scenery, and
the fact that Kiwis have actually heard of Wales. It won’t be the last time we
visit its shores, but it may be the last time for a few years at least. We
would heartily recommend New Zealand to anyone, and we would say don’t be put
off by the long flight as the sights you’ll see will make up for it ten times
over. I say all that from free will and not under the influence of the tourist
board of New Zealand either, in case anyone thought it was a little too
positive!
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