It’s oh-so-quiet. So quiet, that I might as well post OT. I am very grateful to Mr A’s silence (apart from the little selfie love we were just given courtesy of his Berlin Station make-up artist, who has posted a lovely pic on her FB page. It appears that Mr A likes to put his arms around…
I am writing (not posting) this post to you the night before we are scheduled to leave the dramatic South Island of New Zealand. We have been here since the 14th of February, and now it is time to complete our circle and go back to the North Island. We have a week and a…
If you happen to follow me on tumblr, you may already have seen that I got the last highlight in yesterday. It was a long way coming. 33 days in fact, and 5000km. The latter in NZ alone. It didn’t disappoint. I am talking about Hobbiton. We arrived in Matamata at 10 am yesterday, and…
Just a quick post. Gisborne, as we all know, is gorgeous. At least the variety that stalks on two shapely legs. But Gisborne, the town, delivers, too. I already showed you one of the pictures from last night’s sunset. Here’s another, complete with wild life: This morning, however, I got up for early Golden Hour…
Finally. The moment I have been waiting for ever since I touched down in NZ. It has taken five weeks, and I nearly thought we might pass this by, but in the end it turned out we did have enough time to take the route back up North via Gisborne. I mean, come on –…
Phew. We have made it to The other side. We are back on the Nth Island. Thanks to my “Kaikoura Crackers” I had the best ferry crossing *ever*. Well, it also helped that the sun was out and the sea was calm. But not the faintest bit of sea sickness, so *yeah*! After a night…
Let’s have a little AU, where fiction and fiction collide, shall we? I was driving from Roxburgh to Dunedin, when I came across a town whose name gave me a bit of a jolt. In the absence of a Pop Thornton, Pop Thorin had to make do. Does the mighty King look a bit indignant?…
Travelling NZ and need a RA fix? Here’s the ultimate tip for those daring (or negligent) enough to travel without a RAPS. Imagine this: You are travelling in New Zealand. You are enjoying the scenery, you are in top form – and you suddenly feel like a little Richarding. But what to do if you…
On to a non-photographic vaguely RA-related story which is part of my catch-up. Several days after our visit to Pelorus Bridge the ETC and I found ourselves in Fox Glacier in the Southern Alps. By then we had hit Tourist Central, and it had become quite tricky to find a place to stay for the…
I am writing out of sequence here, catching up with some of the RA-related highlights of the journey. Here is a picturesque one. We crossed over to the South Island from Wellington on the 14th of February. It had all been quite deliberately planned by us – we had booked the 2.45 pm ferry (which…
Guylty Pleasure 