I will tell you more about our trip, that is a much happier subject. We really did have the most wonderful luck with the weather. This is Mt. Egmont, or now called Mt. Teranaki, near new Plymouth. We were on our way to it and stopped to take a photo with the cattle being very interested in the proceedings! The sun was shining and we had wonderful views when we got to the visitors centre.
Later that day we visited Pukeiti Gardens, named as one of the significant gardens of the world. The sky was very overcast, but that did not matter. The rhododendrons were all gorgeous and there were so many other interesting things to see. The sun came out later on in the afternoon and we found the bridge which I relocated in my previous post - not just to anothe city, but to another Island! My apologies to new Plymouth.
The ferry trip across Cook Strait was in very good weather - unlike the next day which turned quite nasty we heard. Queen Charlotte Sound is very beautiful, unloading the car was interesting, but didn't take very long.
The South Island of New Zealand have these wonderful beaten up caravans on the side of the road which set up as cafes. We sat at tables and ate a whitebait sandwich for lunch! The couple alongside us was tucking into crayfish, which we had had the night before, buying it from another beaten up caravan! What fun.
We took the train trip to Greymouth and back the day before the mine explosion - such a tragedy.
The scenery is truly magnificent, again we were blessed with a hot sunny day.
We couldn't have the sun all the time, and some rain came to Dunedin, but not too much. We visited the Botanic Gardens - even steeper than Wellington, and Barb's knee was definitely protesting by this time. They are beautiful gardens but the rain chased us home.
I am always fascinated by what houses and motels etc look like in other countries, there are always some quirky bits. This is the shower which was in a motel we stayed at for just one night thankfully. Bill thinks it may have been retrofitted, with all the fittings underneath it. You had to step up nearly a foot to get into it - no grab bars - then you had to step DOWN the same distance to get out. Apparently they are quite common over there.
We didn't see nearly enough of course, so of course we would love to go back, just over the ditch isn't really very far!
This year has passed in a blur, I can't believe Christmas is only three weeks away, I haven't started on anything yet, but at least today I bought the last of the fruit to chop up for my Christmas cakes. Nothing to show you on the creative front, I haven't done anything. That has to change soon.