OK, I take it all back – New Zealand is fabulous! We love being in this compact, energetic little city, with its timelessly beautiful lake and mountains, and where everyone’s lives seem to revolve around the provision and receipt of thrills. We’ve jet-boated, luged down a mountain and gone on a long trail-ride together. Sacha jet-booted gloriously, and Thalie and Luke zoomed around the lake in a jumping, twisting shark-like submarine. Next time, bungee or sky-diving, perhaps….
Because Te Anau and Milford Sound are just down the road (well, 4-5 hours away), people don’t tend to talk about the beauty of this town. However, after Devonport, it was by far the nicest place we stayed. We took the sacriligeous decision to NOT visit the fjordlands as the prospect of 8-9 more hours in the car were more than either of us could stand, and I knew that if we had made the journey we would all have been frustrated – me by the children not appreciating how astounding / majestic / marvelous the scenery was, and the children by their relentless mother constantly nagging them to appreciate the majestic, astounding scenery etc. That one is definitely a trip for me to come back and do with Lou. In the meantime, we are reveling in walking around a fun little town, the stunning scenery (well, that one’s for me), and the thrill-seeking. Even though it’s rained half the time we’ve been here, it’s been magic.