Colonial Manor Motel
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... we eventually arrived in Glenorchy. It is now just a little village but started as a farming community and was the end of the line in terms of trade via paddle wheel steamers up until the 1960s when the lakeside road was opened. Now it's claim to fame is the start and end of some of the best mountain trekking walks plus a place called 'Paradise', where some of the scenes for the Peter Jackson and Narnia movies were shot. It was up an unsealed road some distance ...
... sheep onto his butt with all four legs sticking straight forward. Quite a comical position to see a sheep in. While the sheep seemed to sit in confusion the farmer expertly buzzed the shears over him completing the haircut in less than two minutes. The shearer lifted the wool up and the whole coat remained intact as he laid it like a blanket for the tourists to touch. We edged our way to the wool feeling the oily lanolin ...
... them. It was so much fun, although I felt a little sorry for the ducklings on the river as they were clearly scared at a big loud black boat heading towards them, the poor things were struggling to paddle away fast enough, they did look cute. After our excitement of the K Jet we wandered around Queenstown a bit more and had a yummy pizza with very unusual toppings. On our way from Queenstown to Cromwell where we were staying for the night we passed back ...
... it was too. The next stop on our list down the west coast was the Glacier Country. After making a one night stop at Greymouth to break up the 8 hour journey, a place I'm not going to mention anymore of as neither of us like to think places like that exist in New Zealand, we finally arrived in Franz Josef. On arrival it seemed Kim was more excited about the notion of playing with a 2 month old St Bernard puppy belonging to the hostel owners, than she was to see the ...
We climbed into the taxi at 4.30am feeling pleased and relived that we had organised ourselves so that we could leave efficiently. The driver chatted as we drove through near silent streets towards the airport. I noticed a line of people sat on the pavement and the driver explained that a charity was providing homeless people with free meals. There were some early morning runners and again I felt sad that I hadn't been able to run. Running is such a great way to discover ...