The
next day, Friday, I went into town, going to the library for internet before walking
to the geographical center of New
Zealand . While upon the hill in which the
center was located, I met Christina, another traveler. We talked for a bit and
proceeded to walk along the ridgeline as the sun went down. It was dark when I
returned to the hostel. Being a Friday evening, one of the tour buses had
dropped off a load of travelers. Those that travel via tour bus are generally
those ranging from the age of 18-20 on their gap year and tend to party their
way around the country. Not my cup of tea. That being said, I spent most of the
evening in my room which I shared with some of these travelers.
| Nelson |
| The Center of New Zealand |
| There were cows along the ridgeline. Of course, I had to take a picture. |
The
next morning, I had had enough of the atmosphere at Paradiso so I went out to
find another hostel. Upon recommendation of another traveler, I found the Green
Monkey; a small hostel with only 17 beds; much more my style. I spent the rest
of the day bumming around, contemplating what to do in the days to come and
going to the Saturday market. A guy who I had met at the hostel while in
Queenstown was on his way to Nelson and there was a chance that we would meet
up. It didn’t happen.
On
Sunday, leaving some of my stuff at the hostel, I packed my bag and went into
town with the hopes of catching a bus going towards Abel Tasman. There were no
buses going that way in the afternoon. All buses going that way leave in the
morning. I spent the next hour and 45 minutes at the I-site planning my trip to
Abel Tasman. It’s not as easy as it may sound. I had to arrange the bus to the
national park which is an hour away, the water taxi, and book campsites. It
only gets more complicated when parts of the walk are dependent on the tide.
Because it is a costal walk, there are two places that you can only cross
during low tide. The hostel had a tent that I was able to rent so I decided
that it would be considerably cheaper for me to camp than to stay in the huts
along the way. By the time I had left the I-Site, I had everything booked. I
would be leaving the next morning at 7:10 and I would be spending 4 days and 3
nights in Abel Tasman National Park .
Even though I don’t like planning that
far in advance, it was a good feeling. Later in the afternoon, I biked 20
minutes to the beach and although a bit cold, I stayed for a bit before
returning to the hostel where I got my stuff together for Abel Tasman. I also
went to the supermarket where I purchased enough food to last me for the 4 days
I would be out in the middle of no where. Included in my purchase were 2 large
bars of chocolate (a necessity when hiking), a lighter (for having campfires),
and bug spray (to ward off those pesty sand flies). By the time I went to bed,
I had everything ready for the morning. All I would have to do was change, eat,
brush my teeth, and put my shoes on before walking out the door. Let the journey
begin.
In
other news: Over the past few days, thanks to my good friend Twigz, I have had
this song stuck in my head. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tAWwqKNI7g
Such a brave girl! You've reminded me of all the things I used to do as a kid! Yay Nelson and ist hippy culture! Abel Tasman is epic, enjoy it!
ReplyDeleteI looked at your complection from the end of January---you've definitely gotten tan.
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