Lake Mahinapua

Trip Start Sep 12, 2010
Trip End Apr 12, 2011

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Poo Pub

Flag of New Zealand  , South Island,
Tuesday, February 8, 2011

I haven't yet vocalised my dislike for the Kiwi Experience Bus. Granted, we should have realised before booking it that it is a "party bus," and thus drinks deals and opportunities for "hooking up," are thrust in our faces 24/7. There is the exception of our driver to Lake Mahinapua, Bods, who toured us round a few sites in the South Island with such care and knowledge that I almost want to retract the complaining. However, it seems relevant to slip some whining in to this entry as we rolled up in the big Kiwi bus and were chucked out here in the middle of nowhere to meet 'Les,' the supposed "legend" of the 'Poo Pub' called this for the location, no other reason (I hope....) In the Kiwi guide there are pictures of the old timer being leapt on by scantily clad Kiwi Experience girls, having a knees up beer with the lads and generally acting like a bit of a spectacle on behalf of the Kiwi Experience. When we arrived he jumped, (slowly,) on to the mic and shouted a torrent of rules and abuse at us, ranging from name calling to the patronising grouping of all of us young Kiwi Experiencers together as the company is so good at doing. The night went on like this as we went to get our meal..

Les cooks fifty+ steaks a night in the shack for the Kiwi Bus, I had a quiche due to the vegetarianism. We were all instructed to head into the shack for our meal but when we got there Les the Legend brutally bombarded us with "F**k offs, it's not ready yet!" Not having been shouted at like that in a long time, I tried to leave but the crush of fifty Kiwi Experiencers was overwhelming.. Finally we all sat down under the trembling atmosphere of Les' dictatorship. What we found irritating is that no one asked to stay at Les' stupid old pub and yet we were being treated as if it was a real privelige to be allowed to. What a crock...

That evening was quite fun however as we all dressed up in bad taste for our 'Bad Taste Party,' had some drinks and listened to some music and then as the party drew to a close, I led everyone, like the Pied Piper to the lake in the pitch dark where I then stripped off to underwear and went for a swim.. Only the brave followed...beautiful night for stars..

More Kiwi Experience complaints to come...

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sonia on

this place and that man sounds horrible and your insights are, as usual, very accurate. You didn't choose to be treated like an infant. now off to India! xxxx

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