A better view of Milford Sound

Trip Start Oct 28, 2004
Trip End Aug 08, 2005

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Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Last time Molly and I visited Milford sound we were plagued with sandflies, ate dinner out of a can, and slept in puddles of water. This time, however, we traveled in a bit more style.

We jumped on a tour bus around 7am and took a five hour drive down to Milford, complete with commentary by our rather annoying driver. He had a rather monotonous voice and from what I could gather only talked to hear himself. He repeated himself ten times in each sentence and did everything "quietly": "We're going to quietly turn this corner and then quietly climb the mountain." And to think we got to hear him on the way down AND the way back.

Once in Milford we got off the bus and straight on to a cruise boat. We were excited for the buffet lunch we were promised and, since the trip had already revolved around food, anxiously got in line to fill our plates. As we stood there we noticed that we were the only white people there. The entire boat was filled with Asian tourists. No wonder it was a chinnesse buffet being served.

The cruise wasn't as long as I thought it would be, but the weather was insanely perfect. It rains 360 days out of the year in Milford Sound, making it a rainforrest, but there wasn't a cloud in the sky (or a sandfly to speak of either). There were amazing views and plenty of seals to gaze at.

Unfortunately it didn't dawn on any of us, mom included, that mommy dearest gets motion sickness. She spent the entire ride feeling awful. So awful in fact that she couldn't face the long and curvey bus ride back. Thanks to our repeatitive tour bus driver we knew that there would be a senic plane ride offered from Milford to Queenstown. Mom was able to book herself on that and instead of the five hour return trip home was there in 45 minutes. But it didn't come without a cost. The girl behind her cried and screamed the entire flight.

Now we've seen Milford as poor backpackers and as Chinnesse tourists. Molly and I definetly preferred our most recent trip, but the first one definetly made for a better story.
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