Evidently, we’re soon to get on a ferry in the Windiest Place On Earth (Cook Strait), in order to get from Wellington down to Nelson. I knew I shouldn’t have eaten those oxen of the sun last night!
(My New Zealand pix via Flickr)
No Beef with Wellington
Cut me some slack; I’m buzzed and I can’t come up with any good puns. We drove most of the day, in cold rain, to get from Rotorua to Wellington. The terrain’s absolutely gorgeous. Can’t wait to share some pix with you, via one of my wacky slideshows (the captions will likely be as dumb as this entry’s header).
Tomorrow’s off to Nelson, on the South Island, via a lengthy ferry ride. The day after’s a lengthy hike in the Abel Tasman reserve.
Speaking of Tasman, I just found a first edition (Australian) hardcover of Richard Flanagan’s great novel, Gould’s Book of Fish. Happy Hanukkah, Gil!
I’m such a geek…
(My New Zealand pix via Flickr)