Two weeks ago I took the early morning ferry from Wellington (former channel ferry - Pride of Cherbourg still visible on the side) along with lots of other people, several hundred of them AC/DC fans who had been to the concert the previous evening (is Angus Young still in short trousers?). Calm 3 hour crossing of the Cook Strait, most of it spent navigating through the Marlborough Sounds:
The ferry docked in Picton, exactly as I remembered it from 18 years ago:
Then onto the bus through parched grassland and passed vineyards and then along the highway which follows the coast down to Kaikoura and onto Christchurch:
Christchurch is a very English cathedral city and also the base for the Antartic Survey hence the statue of Scott, sculpted by his wife:
A lovely evening tofu and and cashew-nut stir fry take-away beside the river before watching Flame and Citron, gripping Danish war time resistance movie, in lovely art house cinema:
A flying visit as I had been here before, so up early the next morning to board the Tranz Scenic train...
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