Alright, so the drive to Dunedin was entirely uneventful. Not really worth reporting much. And our short stay in Dunedin was, well, not particularly great either. We decided to leave early. I’ll explain in more detail in the full blog post.
Imagine “Every day is a winding road…” by Sheryl Crow playing in your head whilst crossing what feels like the hundredth hill during an endless trip to the West Coast. Yep, that’s what it felt like to me.
When you cross the Cook Strait and arrive in Picton, you don’t necessarily know where to go from there. Do I go to the east coast or to the west coast? We ended up in Nelson and saw a lot along the way.