The diva gets left behind
Trip Start
Apr 20, 2007
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Trip End
Nov 2007
Te Anau,
New Zealand
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
the road was once again absolutely breathtaking at every turn, literally. new views open up in front of you and you gasp, steer the car into the handy space and get out to take photos. about every 4 minutes. we stopped at the top of the hill to take a photo down the valley, then at the valley bottom to take photos back up, at the plateau, at the lake to look at the lake, at the power station, the next hill, the next valley, the next lake and then we arrived in Te Anau. after quite a long day of driving we were looking forward to the cup of tea and relaxytime in the van... until i asked for 'the diva' - now i'm not sure i've mentioned 'the diva' before. it's a magnetic wide-angle attachment for our compact cameras that we bought in Singapore, and for some reason best known to Aymi, is now known as 'the diva' - anyway, she was missing, we searched the whole van... nope.
i searched the parking spot in front of the caravan park... nope.
so off we set, doing the route in reverse and stopping at every point along the way, again. we worked out that we'd last seen it at the top of the hill but after that it could've been any point that it fell out. it was quite exciting going on a ridiculous mission at full pelt in the Jucy. the lake...nope, the valley... nope, the hill... nope, the power station... nope, the lake... nope, and then... the plateau. i stopped at the plateau, Aymi had forgotten that we'd stopped there on the way and set off taking photos of whatever she could. i however had my beady eye trained on the tiiiiiiiny little black thing i could see in the distance on the other side of the road, i couldn't control it any longer, i had to know so i ran for quite a long way until i was certain that i had seen the tiiiiiny black leatherette pouch that the diva lives in. i think i jumped for joy and ran back to A shouting 'i found the diva!!! i found the diva!!' or something that would have sounded equally weird to anyone listening in (no one, there's nobody about very much in the middle of nowhere in NZ). buoyed and jubilant we headed back, remarking on how on the way we'd managed to get the best light at everywhere we stopped, and talking animatedly about the fact that we'd found the diva... it was brilliant.
and so was the cuppa when we finally got 'home' again.
