few minutes after finishing the last note in Queenstown and go to sleep, suffer a sudden a little annoying ... some asshole lit a cigarette in the room and set off the fire alarm ... Imagine our good humor when we had to wake up in the middle of the cold so that firefighters could get to ride their costumes ...
Anyway ... cagarnos cold after waiting for the green light to the bed, we hit a couple of hours of sleep ... the other half day starts asleep to the west coast of the island, heading for two glaciers ... Fox and Franz Josef (the latter would spend the night) ...
As we had several hours of driving, we all on the wheel, and the contrast I noted that we drove the 4 distinct styles ... Santi is the lance that handles with one hand out the window, trying to find out new things like an automatic car that can brake with your left foot without taking any flying out the windshield (by that which we are accustomed to using the left foot for the clutch, and we pump) ... Nico is trying to lose time and handle statistics ... "The map said 2 hours and a half ... more or less hour and a half that got ..."... always using the sun to tan, it is clear ... I think I'm trying to do that travelers have a pleasant ride, going at a steady speed, no sudden changes ... of course, this causes all to sleep when I drive ... and Bruno is the one that makes us feel in the midst of an advanced rafting ... I guess it's in an attempt to save on extreme sports guita ... heh.
But everyone we meet, the car was returned without even a scratch and we had all arrived safely at each destination ... Obviously the details of the maneuvers was to tell after completion, so mothers do not worry that everything went well!
We started with malaria pills ... all karma brought these little pill, which has more contraindications and side effects of swallowing a gallon of gasoline ... hallucinations, vomiting, diarrhea, psychosis syndrome john travolta, well ... thousand different things ... Like the truth that we do not feel well ... but it seems that Xime is about to change by their new friends, freaks media clowns who saw the other day at the hostel after taking the pill ... if I knew so well the beat we had taken a couple of days later and I took advantage of the clowns to celebrate the birthday of Nico! je.
Well, we arrived at Fox Glacier area, and then to Franz Josef ... in the path way to the west of the island against the Sea Tasmania, we noticed that the side of the beach had many piles of stones together along about 200 meters, as kinds of tributes ... got to see, and reminders were marks of the people passing by is ... anyone ever pulled it off and now is like a set ... obviously I wanted to make our mark, so we put together a Pilita for other humble ... I wanted to make a mark symbolic of what we Uruguayans in the world, so I thought steal a stone from several different tributes to build our own ... what better way to represent it? But do not let me ... so I took only a stone that was cute, as decorate the top of the stack, and interestingly this piedrilla was written on both sides by different people who were at different times in that place .... Any conclusion? No? Well they are saying ... someone had stolen the same stone before! So I was assured that we are not alone with these ideas is lost ... and breaking the myth that the Uruguayans are fuckers ... you'll see that along the way ... it completely collapsed. Bah, if not much ...
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Glaciers then .... were not much truth, it was great, but not if it's worth going especially to see them ... a couple of mountains of ice in the middle they do not come close to what can be blinded by the Perito Moreno ... I took an empty water bottle with water to recharge the glacier, and is a mess (if you can categorize the water mess at some point) ... pure as any you've tried, and much richer than water purchased until salus!
Just imagine that in winter I can become more picturesque ... but well, says Brunito now cuand0 disappoint us something we can call it a "Franz Josef" ... and suggested some other sayings that we were arming throughout day, whose main goal is to become very hot to someone not in those places ... and so we have:
"Stop, I cebaste a Hanauma Bay!" - when the pond is almost matte, with just a trickle of dry grass ... or a "Sea of \u200b\u200bTasmania ..." if it is complete ... je lagoon.
"It happened fast as fart in Milford Sound ..." - reflecting the ephemeral nature of a thing ...
"It was a Franz Josef ..." - when something disappoints a bit, or "Arthur's Pass" when is a complete sold smoke ...
And then for example when adding someone new to the group setting is to emphasize how incredible immediate destination was the previous ... Poor Bruno and Nico are dying to go through San Francisco to see if it is sooo good as they say (entered in Hawaii, a destination later ...).
we Christchurch last night, we returned the car and went to a bar to celebrate the birthday of Nico eating pizza and drinking some beers, very nice night ....JPG)
walk which gave us just to see the center, and returned the hostel, because today we went too early to Wellington, taking a train across the east coast of the South Island from Christchurch to Picton (north-east of the South Island) and then a ferry from Picton to Wellington (south of the North Island) ... The train was good, but the best was the ferry ... 3 hours surfing by the Cook Strait (a Captain who discovered there was water between northern and southern NZ ... that is, discovered that there were two islands ...) was very interesting ... some guarango dared to compare it to the mythical Eladia that leads Isabel in 43 hours from Colonia to Buenos Aires ... okay, okay ... just comparing the Eladia would be a skateboard next to this ... .JPG)
Anyway ... we got to Wellington, and we moved quickly into the hostel, we ate early (at 7), and each got his things, or sleep ... tomorrow we leave at 4 am for the airport to pull our connecting flight to Sydney then from there to Bali and Sumatra ... so you see, we wait for days ...
tired way of thinking ... I realized last night that it is very difficult if not impossible, to get to know something of the everyday habits of places we visited ... the way of living, thinking, moving, in short, to live ... never stop being tourists, and it is normal because we spent a couple of days in each city, and would be very stupid to think that this time we know more than merely superficial ...
This I realized while talking to a German who was also aware of NZ for the first time, but unlike We stayed a month ... and several days in the same city and at the same hostel ... I could not believe we were only 7 days in NZ ... For many people traveling backpacker, the goal is not to pass by a place but getting to know really how the systems that place ... I do not understand why when we returned to Queenstown was still much the same people we had seen two nights ago ... and now I understand a little more ...
As I am not saying by this that we should change the focus of our trip, or fart ... just that the goal must be oriented to absorb as much as you can in a short time, and accept the idea that we will only bring feelings, images and perceptions, in my view somewhat superficial understanding this ... I think I will not disappoint because they can not answer the question very thoroughly "and how are New Zealanders?" ...
Anyway ... cagarnos cold after waiting for the green light to the bed, we hit a couple of hours of sleep ... the other half day starts asleep to the west coast of the island, heading for two glaciers ... Fox and Franz Josef (the latter would spend the night) ...
As we had several hours of driving, we all on the wheel, and the contrast I noted that we drove the 4 distinct styles ... Santi is the lance that handles with one hand out the window, trying to find out new things like an automatic car that can brake with your left foot without taking any flying out the windshield (by that which we are accustomed to using the left foot for the clutch, and we pump) ... Nico is trying to lose time and handle statistics ... "The map said 2 hours and a half ... more or less hour and a half that got ..."... always using the sun to tan, it is clear ... I think I'm trying to do that travelers have a pleasant ride, going at a steady speed, no sudden changes ... of course, this causes all to sleep when I drive ... and Bruno is the one that makes us feel in the midst of an advanced rafting ... I guess it's in an attempt to save on extreme sports guita ... heh.
But everyone we meet, the car was returned without even a scratch and we had all arrived safely at each destination ... Obviously the details of the maneuvers was to tell after completion, so mothers do not worry that everything went well!
We started with malaria pills ... all karma brought these little pill, which has more contraindications and side effects of swallowing a gallon of gasoline ... hallucinations, vomiting, diarrhea, psychosis syndrome john travolta, well ... thousand different things ... Like the truth that we do not feel well ... but it seems that Xime is about to change by their new friends, freaks media clowns who saw the other day at the hostel after taking the pill ... if I knew so well the beat we had taken a couple of days later and I took advantage of the clowns to celebrate the birthday of Nico! je.
Well, we arrived at Fox Glacier area, and then to Franz Josef ... in the path way to the west of the island against the Sea Tasmania, we noticed that the side of the beach had many piles of stones together along about 200 meters, as kinds of tributes ... got to see, and reminders were marks of the people passing by is ... anyone ever pulled it off and now is like a set ... obviously I wanted to make our mark, so we put together a Pilita for other humble ... I wanted to make a mark symbolic of what we Uruguayans in the world, so I thought steal a stone from several different tributes to build our own ... what better way to represent it? But do not let me ... so I took only a stone that was cute, as decorate the top of the stack, and interestingly this piedrilla was written on both sides by different people who were at different times in that place .... Any conclusion? No? Well they are saying ... someone had stolen the same stone before! So I was assured that we are not alone with these ideas is lost ... and breaking the myth that the Uruguayans are fuckers ... you'll see that along the way ... it completely collapsed. Bah, if not much ...
.JPG)
Glaciers then .... were not much truth, it was great, but not if it's worth going especially to see them ... a couple of mountains of ice in the middle they do not come close to what can be blinded by the Perito Moreno ... I took an empty water bottle with water to recharge the glacier, and is a mess (if you can categorize the water mess at some point) ... pure as any you've tried, and much richer than water purchased until salus! Just imagine that in winter I can become more picturesque ... but well, says Brunito now cuand0 disappoint us something we can call it a "Franz Josef" ... and suggested some other sayings that we were arming throughout day, whose main goal is to become very hot to someone not in those places ... and so we have:
"Stop, I cebaste a Hanauma Bay!" - when the pond is almost matte, with just a trickle of dry grass ... or a "Sea of \u200b\u200bTasmania ..." if it is complete ... je lagoon.
"It happened fast as fart in Milford Sound ..." - reflecting the ephemeral nature of a thing ...
"It was a Franz Josef ..." - when something disappoints a bit, or "Arthur's Pass" when is a complete sold smoke ...
And then for example when adding someone new to the group setting is to emphasize how incredible immediate destination was the previous ... Poor Bruno and Nico are dying to go through San Francisco to see if it is sooo good as they say (entered in Hawaii, a destination later ...).
we Christchurch last night, we returned the car and went to a bar to celebrate the birthday of Nico eating pizza and drinking some beers, very nice night ...
.JPG)
walk which gave us just to see the center, and returned the hostel, because today we went too early to Wellington, taking a train across the east coast of the South Island from Christchurch to Picton (north-east of the South Island) and then a ferry from Picton to Wellington (south of the North Island) ... The train was good, but the best was the ferry ... 3 hours surfing by the Cook Strait (a Captain who discovered there was water between northern and southern NZ ... that is, discovered that there were two islands ...) was very interesting ... some guarango dared to compare it to the mythical Eladia that leads Isabel in 43 hours from Colonia to Buenos Aires ... okay, okay ... just comparing the Eladia would be a skateboard next to this ... .JPG)
Anyway ... we got to Wellington, and we moved quickly into the hostel, we ate early (at 7), and each got his things, or sleep ... tomorrow we leave at 4 am for the airport to pull our connecting flight to Sydney then from there to Bali and Sumatra ... so you see, we wait for days ...
tired way of thinking ... I realized last night that it is very difficult if not impossible, to get to know something of the everyday habits of places we visited ... the way of living, thinking, moving, in short, to live ... never stop being tourists, and it is normal because we spent a couple of days in each city, and would be very stupid to think that this time we know more than merely superficial ...
This I realized while talking to a German who was also aware of NZ for the first time, but unlike We stayed a month ... and several days in the same city and at the same hostel ... I could not believe we were only 7 days in NZ ... For many people traveling backpacker, the goal is not to pass by a place but getting to know really how the systems that place ... I do not understand why when we returned to Queenstown was still much the same people we had seen two nights ago ... and now I understand a little more ...
As I am not saying by this that we should change the focus of our trip, or fart ... just that the goal must be oriented to absorb as much as you can in a short time, and accept the idea that we will only bring feelings, images and perceptions, in my view somewhat superficial understanding this ... I think I will not disappoint because they can not answer the question very thoroughly "and how are New Zealanders?" ...
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