From One Island to Another
Trip Start Jan 25, 2008
48Trip End Nov 16, 2008
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one nice thing about living and working in one town for a few months (or five) is that when you do start to travel again, it's like going on a whole new trip again. you get that excited feeling that you had when you first boarded that plane leaving the US.
yesterday i took a bus from dunedin back up to christchurch for the last time. christchurch has almost become an old friend to me at this point, dating back to the very first week i spent in the country when i was waiting around for my luggage, as well as the various other times i've had to make overnight stops on my way to further destinations. i arrived in chch at about 4pm so i took my time settling into my room at the hostel (where i've stayed two other times prior) and decided to walk around the square once more for memory's sake
Today i caught the 7am Tranzcoastal Train once more. however instead of getting off in Kaikoura like i did the first time, i rode the train to the end of the line to Picton, a small coastal town nestled deep in the Marlborough Sounds. the first time i rode the train--which winds and curves along the northeastern coast of the south island--i had been in New Zealand just two weeks, and i was too timid to get out of my seat and walk to the open-air car to take pictures of the gorgeous scenery flying by. but today.... i took advantage of it! i must have spent the entire ride through Kaikoura (an hr? 45 min?) outside taking pictures. the open-air car is a train car that is covered but has no windows, making it ideal for taking pictures as it erases the annoying glare you get from taking photos through glass. it also, as i discovered, allows you to smell the collage of aromas that fill the coast, mountains and countryside as the train rolls through. now add the crisp wind whipping through your hair. amazing.
Moments after i step off the train at about 12:15pm, i'm hauling my oversized and overweight luggage across the parking lots and next door to the Interislander Ferry terminal
one nice thing about NZ is that their public transportation rocks. it is so thorough and convenient, it's great. i gathered up my bags, walked outside the terminal and hopped on the (free!) shuttle to the train/bus station downtown
i will try to get to bed early tonight, as i have a week full of long days ahead of me. it satisfies me though, to know they will be the "good kind" of long and not the weary kind.