Day 44 – 45 : Fox Glacier – “Worst hot chocolate. Ever.”
The majority of the day is spent sitting in hope. Hope that I don’t spew all over myself.
Six hours south and we pass through New Zealand’s numerous and varied climate zones. The trip itself is thankfully non-descript with only a mild feeling of nausea intensified whenever I try to read for long periods. With the west coast of the country tearing along beside us, hammered by giant waves that appear to break just at the edge of the very road the bus is taking, we’re treated to some truly epic scenery.
Tags: Fox Glacier, Trip