Write hard and clear about what hurts

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This week, I have ‘celebrated’ (more like pretended December 12th was just like any other day) the first anniversary of my departure from NZ. Seems unreal that this lifetime dream, that we spent years first talking about it in a distant future, then months on, getting ready for the big journey, my gap year that turned into a year and a half trip, is not only over, but far gone, part of this past that can no longer be. I spent months pretending I would go back, that I was still a backpacker wandering the planet, living the life I had chosen, but it was just a lie I kept telling myself to make me feel better. Comes a point you have to face it, when the longing and craving becomes an obstacle and no longer a force that drives you.

I can tell now that I am able to look forward and not back anymore, even though most times the looking forward is forced because the looking back is not bearable, but still. I am happy that I finally reached that point of ‘peace’ of heart. I can recall the memories, without crying or wanting to punch someone. And maybe, it is time to start planning something new, a new trip, a new dream, who knows what lies ahead anyway?

But there are still a few places I want to show you. The show must go on damned! Anyway, I will continue on Queentsown, and more precisely a day out that we did with my Mother, to Walter Peak farm. We did not care much for the farm to be fair, we just wanted to have a trip on the old steam boat. Turned out, the whole day was brilliant. The sailing in the bay of Queenstown was just unbelievable. The view, my god the view! With all the things and time I’ve spent down there, it always comes down to that, Queenstown and lake Wakatipu. Sailing on that boat with that perfect weather, I wished I could have my whole life there, in that little town so far from the whole world, just me and the lake. We eventually landed in the sheep farm, where we had a demonstration of dogs and sheep shearing. Then a huge barbecue of sheep meat, potatoes, veggies, etc. Best meat ever! I remember the rose garden, the lonely black sheep, the still lake and the little boy, with his blue rain jacket, all alone facing the lake, just his blue jacket and the grey still lake.

The sailing back was under the fog, don’t matter, NZ sky always has so much to offer!

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We are on a hike to nowhere

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One thing that was on our must do list while in NZ was a horse ride in the Lord of the Rings Land, the very place Boromir lost his life, I name: Glenorchy.

You should see that place, completly lost, mountains and horses, forest and lakes, you won’t even dare to speak cause you feel so small compared to what is around you. It turns out that many movies have been filmed there, from Wolverine to the Lord of the Rings, Narnia or Prince of Persia. The first time I went to Glenorchy, it was freezing cold, the mountains were still covered in snow and the horses really just wanted hibernation… It was just the two of us and the guide, a lovely guy very fond of every thing lord of the rings. He introduced us to all the ‘famous’ horses, showed us all the sights and picked me up from the mud when my horse decided to throw me off its back… No offense taken, I just carried my messed up shoulder till the very end of the trip!

I took my Mom again when we were in Queenstown. We only had a few hours but I insisted she had to see it, that it was way worth the drive. It was a very different sight that Glenorchy offered us that day, the sky was so low it nearly touched the land. It was the begining of Spring then, the whole place was packed with Lupin flowers. That’s when my love for lupins began!

I believe very few words can describe Glenorchy, so I won’t attempt to say any more about it. Just leave you with a few photos!

Have a great week end!

  • In winter:

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Queenstown fever

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It is only when I first reached Queenstown that I realized what a small town it was!! By the size of its reputation I thought it would be the biggest city of the south island, but oh no, 10 000 people live there only! It has the feel of a mountain village, exactly like I imagine it in my head.

Long story short, Queenstown is amazing. Party place, it is called the city that never sleeps. World capital of bungy jumping, you have all the crazy activities on offer. And that is not it. Queenstown can be summed up in one word:

FERGBURGER!! That is all everybody can talk really when you mention Queenstown. Just the biggest burgers you’ve ever seen in the entire universe. Special mention to Patagonia too, for their amazing chocolate, churros and ice creams.

We first stayed at the Butterfly Lodge, a lovely, lovely little hostel. Basically a house with a few more bedrooms than normal, you can enjoy a good movie in the lounge with the house cat loved up on your laps. They have a collection of TAPES, yes tapes, you know those things we used to have to watch movies… It’s like spending the week end at your grandma, except the beds are a lot comfier! We later picked another hostel, just because we are lazy girls and the Butterfly Lodge is on top of a cliff. Only people who have been in NZ will know what I mean.

So we also stayed at Bungi Backpackers. There are a few hostels, not many though, in NZ that I have not liked at all and this is one of them. So yes, it was so very cheap, and yes there was free soup for dinner BUT the roooooooms!! OMG! We had the room that was outside, so we had to walk outside to get in the main building to have access to the bathroom (which was not bad I have to admit). We were sharing a room with a lot of people and even if it was freezing outside I slept with the window open for I’ve never smelt anything so horrendous in my life! The room was full of sick people and we later realized one of the guys was growing pot under his bed, which probably explained the smell.

We spend three days in Queenstown the first time, we had too much food, too much fun and so much beauty thrown to our faces everything seemed plain afterwards.

Have a great week end!

Cheers!

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A life well lived is the most exquisite work of art

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God it’s cold! Cold and wet. The worst! Today, we are leaving the Westlands to get to the Fjordlands… I was going to talk to you about Queenstown, as it is in the chronology of the trip, but I can’t get to it yet. I think it deserves a couple of posts for being such an amazing little city! We’ll see about that later.

One of the things we really wanted to do while in Queenstown was to see the Milford sounds, more commonly called THE Milford. We were so lucky the first time, the day we picked was a wonderful sunny winter day, with the first snow in the mountains. When I took my mom, we weren’t that lucky… The road was cut by some kinda storm, the Milford was therefore out of reach.

We had booked a Jucy day trip, they came to pick us up at 7:30 AM. All bundled up with as many layers of clothes as possible we bravely made it out in the cold so early! The bus stopped a few times so we could take some photos and have fun with the snow. It is a far drive for just one day but what a sight! Breathtaking really! I remember at some point we went under a tunnel, and I thought ‘ this is the shittiest tunnel in the history of tunnels’. It was like they had dug a tunnel into a mountain and left it at that. No concrete on the walls, and just a few dim lights. Weird!! The road became so narrow and winding after we had passed Te Anau I don’t know how the bus drivers did it!

We also had a stop at Mirror Lake, all Lonely Planet users will remember it as being the front page of the book! As for the Milford, I could only describe it as coming straight from Avatar! Remember that scene where they are flying the weird beasts with the rocks flying in the sky? Well somehow that’s what the Milford seemed to me. We took a cruise, and raced with the dolphins, had a tiny crush for an english cute guy that surely was a rugby player, we froze our ass outside but did not mind for a second. I am happy I’ve seen the Milford, to me, it is one of the things to see before you die!

I also appreciated that the captain of the boat took us as close as possible to the waterfalls. So close you’re drenched and fieel the vibrations of the water falling coming all the way from your feet to your heart.

I hope you enjoy the photos!

Cheers!

M.

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No reason to stay is a good reason to go

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I always knew working full time on a 9 to 5 job would be the death of me. One month and a half only and I can already feel it. The uuuurge to break this stupid routine, I mean why do I have to stay quietly sitting on my seat, getting this endless paperwork in order? Money it seems. I thought I would never settle for a job I hated just for money. And so little money on top of it. How did I got so far from what I dreamt of? It seems all I ever wanted, all I ever worked for has vanished in this one little month.

The time of travelling is not only over, it seems like it never happened. What’s left of it nowadays can be sum up to this: an endless rambling about NZ and Oz and a few photos. So here you have it, the rambling and the photos:

Let me tell you about a very very special place in New Zealand, a little town by a lake, surrounded by moutains and crazy skies, with funny trees growing inside the lake: Wanaka. Seeing the photos, I got reminded of how Wanaka first appeared to me, a haven of beauty and peace. It was the place we had heard of from day one by every single traveller that we met. We decided to have a go at it because we felt like we had to, but we totally expected to be disappointed as we had heard so much about it. The truth is you can’t describe Wanaka and saying ‘you MUST go there’ will not even start to give it any justice. If you have the chance, take my word for it, spend a day or two there. Just to admire the view. Remember that one day, it will all be gone, no more lakes and no more mountains, just your memories and the leftover feelings.

We stayed at Wanaka Backpacka. The best view on the lake for sure, walking distance from the bus stop and the city, cosy lounge rooms and private bathrooms in the dorms, muffins and internet, what more to say? We rented a bike for the afternoon and went for a bike ride around the lake.

I went twice to Wanaka and both times the weather was horrid. Nonetheless, the sun appeared here and there, just enough to get the most amazing photos and memories. I hope you enjoy it, I sure did.

Cheers

M.

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