Hitting the West Coast

After a sad farewell to my new friends in Queenstown, I hit the road heading up the west coast which is known for being the most beautiful landscape in NZ.

My first stop was in Wanaka, sadly only for a night but it was so peaceful which was a nice change from Queenstown. I was lucky because one of my 210 mates was also on the same route as me so Carlo the German and I made our way to Wanaka and then up to Franz Josef together.

One thing in Wanaka that I found strange was the overabundance of dolls that looked like golly wogs; a little disturbing to say the least.

We were very lucky because on the bus from Wanaka to Franz Josef there were only 4 of us so it was a really chill ride up where the bus driver stopped at spots for us to take pictures including a waterfall. (I’m really partial to waterfalls.)

Franz Josef was a bit of a black hole of time for me. On my trip I decided to not plan in advance because you never know what will happen and I wanted to just let things take its course. This didn’t work out so well for me…

First, I couldn’t book a glacier hike until Tuesday (I arrived on Sunday) because they were all full up and a few were cancelled due to weather.

Second, all the Naked Buses leaving Franz were full until Wednesday. This meant either hitchhiking out or spending 3 days in Franz which is unheard of since it is small and most come for the glaciers.

Third, I was attacked by bed bugs in my hostel. The side effect of the bites is an overwhelming panic that wakes me in the night that had me counting my bites in the washroom and still has me waking up to double check.

I’m still not sure exactly why the universe was telling me to stay in Franz aside from the amazing weather I had on the glacier which otherwise would have been rainy if I had gone the previous days.

The travel up to Nelson I had prefect weather which made it sad that I was stuck on a bus for 9hrs but we did get to stop at the pancake rocks and take pictures.

Of course this delay in departure meant that my time in Nelson was pretty much non-existent which is my greatest regret in NZ. 

XOXO

Sid