Alright, so we are here waiting in the Calgary airport waiting to complete our final leg back home. As we sit here, it is bitter sweet as we are completely overwhelmed with excitement to see our family and friends and celebrate Christmas with them but also a bit saddened that this 3 1/2 month experience is coming to an end. We all agree it will take years to fathom and truly appreciate what we have been so fortunate to see and do. The people we have met, the sights we have seen and the hurdles that we have overcome will not be forgotten and hope that they help shape us as people in years to come. We have been unbelievably blessed with the diversity of our travels- from vast, green lush rice fields to the whitest, finest sand beaches in the world to dormant volcanoes, from koala bears to whales and seals, kangaroos to wombats, 33 bus rides, 10 commercial planes, 2 skydiving planes, 1 helicopter to 15 boat transfers and 33 hostels, from the depths of Great Barrier Reef to 15,000 feet through the clouds, from Mount Kosciuszko to Mount Tongariro to the Franz Joseph Glacier, Crossing the 45th parallel to the place where the sun hits the earth first everyday, to the most easternly point in Australia, from the Tasman Sea to the Southern Sea, the Pacific and Atlantic Ocean, from breathtaking temples to the most elaborate cathedrals, from surfing to skydiving, to scubadiving and snorkelling to bungy jumping, white-water rafting to rocksliding, sandboarding to abseiling, the hundreds of miles we walked together. And finally the most important, the time we have spent together, never leaving each others sides - more than 2400 hours. The trust, respect and loyalty that we have is like no other and can never be taken away from us. These times will always be cherished and will always bring a smile to our faces.
We also would like to thank each and every one of you for following our journey. You were our support and comfort at times and made us appreciate all our experiences. Thank you for letting us share it all with you. Looking forward to visiting with all of you and we will let you know when we have all of our pictures sorted out, we'll have a celebration with drinks and food for everyone!
This is the Tripod officially signing off....
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Siestas are free and bats are nocturnal!
Hold on here….before you start…you can blame the category 3 tropical cyclone, Mick for this tardy blog..not us. Plus it’s Christmas..you can’t really be mad?!?! Anywho, we are currently on Mana Island living the REAL island dream- absolutely perfect just no internet to entertain all of you!! But because we feel that the blog has become our duty to you we are writing this offline and will post it as soon as we are on the mainland. To fill those in about this tropical cyclone which many of you won’t know about- so our 2nd day in Fiji, we were on the Yanuca Island when we woke up to an overcast and slightly breezy day with light showers, during breakfast one of the activities coordinators walked around the dining area with a megaphone announcing that all activities were suspended due to incoming weather…we ignored it…afterall, you never want to interrupt 3 backpackers at an all-you-can eat buffet!!! (Which was the BEST all-inclusive food we have ever had…for real…not just because our standards have dropped over the last 3 months!) Following breakfast we noticed that the mist had now turned to heavy rainfall…so we headed to our super-lush room to pamper ourselves. Shortly after, there was a knock on the door- an employee giving out our first weather bulletin stating that we were in line to be hit by Tropical Cyclone Mick- it instructed us to close all doors and drapes, keep all belongings off the floor because of flooding, and if walking outside, stay under shelter because of falling trees/branches. Our crucial hours were a couple hours prior to the eye of the storm hitting the area which was 5-8pm for us (our bulletin was given at approx 12 noon). A few hours later-visibility decreased as winds drastically picked up, canopies were ripping off, palm trees were swaying if not snapping off…our ocean view room no longer had an ocean view…it was a haze! The next bulletin now instructed us that NOBODY was allowed to leave their rooms for any circumstance until further notice. All meals were going to be delivered to our room and that if we had any questions to call the main desk. At this point, the power started to flicker and we didn’t know what to think…we all laughed because apparently mother nature had it out for us…2 earthquakes and a tropical cyclone?!?! As if we hadn’t spent enough time together, but now a lockdown for 18 hours in a room…and you can guess what happened there………………we sat and reminisced about our trip, even having a good laugh while watching videos from Briana’s well-thought out gift from her Mick-nugget - her video camera and then off to bed. We slept ridiculously soundly considering the big storm and awoke to sunny skies… with mayheim. The resort was trashed, nothing structural, but the haven we had arrived to the day prior was a different sight. Palm trees were snapped at the root, massive trees were uprooted, the ocean was a disaster with roots and trees hundreds of feet out, the pools were filled with debris and coconuts everywhere. The poor staff worked endlessly and tirelessly cleaning the resort. We had 2 more days at that resort, the weather was absolutely beautiful, so hot that a bottle of sunscreen was used in 2 days. Then we left to Mana Island on Dec.17th for 5 days. Wow, the ferry ride was a sight….crystal blue and green waters with islands and white sand beaches scattered as far as the eye could see. We even passed the island where the movie ‘Castaway’ was filmed….. “Wilson!!!!” Once on Mana Island we quickly realized that this island was definitely hit harder by the cyclone and we were thankful that we were not on it when it hit however, still amazingly breathtaking. So, to be quite honest, we have absolutely nothing to write about as we don’t do much here except soak up the sun. The weather has been phenomenal everyday. To sum it up, our day is based around 2 things: high and low tide for the best snorkelling and when we can eat again. Our only 2 complaints: burning our ass cheeks because we’ve been snorkelling everyday and the bats that house themselves in trees above our TIN roofed hut…they (after careful observation) pick the fruit off the tree to eat and then drop it (this fruit is the size and weight of a crabapple…on steroids…). I know, it doesn’t sound too bad but just try imagine for us…please…because it’s driving us nuts…. drifting asleep to lapping waves on the nearby shore and then all of sudden … BAM! A bat just dropped a grenade…beside your head!!!! How do you feel??!!! You fall back asleep then…BAM, BAM, BAM…3 this time and now you’re really pissed and ponder, is it worth going to back to sleep? Where’s Trevor Dalziel and his pellet gun? Oh well, just some more humour to end this trip with, afterall siestas on the beach are free and bats are nocturnal! Anyway, just to let you know…this is our second last blog…ever! We are writing on our last blog from the airport on our way home! Yay! 2 more things to quickly mention- It’s Taya’s b’day today…she’s old boobs!!!! And Brittany has a phobia of admitting she has a phobia….ask her for more details and if she denies…your question has been answered. See you all soon! Love, the Tripod
P.S. We are currently sitting in the L.A. airport waiting to catch our flight to Calgary...one step closer to home!!!
P.S. We are currently sitting in the L.A. airport waiting to catch our flight to Calgary...one step closer to home!!!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Bula! (Fijian Hello)
Kia Ora! ( Maori Hello/welcome)
Here goes yet another blog...soon coming to an end as we are nearing the finish line to our extreme adventures! Back about a week or so, as Tara so graciously informed us...it's good our P.R. manager is keeping us on track and grounded. Back to Franz Joseph-a cute and quaint town with a population of 200 permanent residents which grows to over 1000 people a day because of the major attraction---go figure, The Franz Joseph Glacier. Here we decided to take a full-day hike up and over the glacier. It began with a small walk through sub-tropical rainforest, where Taya quickly figured out that her wool socks and boots were absolute rubbish, into a canyon that was carved out by the receding glacier (already receded 2.5 km back-which we had to walk through to get to the base, we might add! Not to forget the torrential downpours we endured just to make it a little bit more extreme!) As we hit the base we strapped on our crampons (spikes) to our boots and realized that the many layers of gore-tex and base layers were far too much for us Canadians as we were sweating balls. Taya and Brittany were stripping off layers even before the big climb! The climb entailed steep inclines that required us to hold onto ropes...you know we were on solid ice...one goes -we all go, we also had to dig our spikes into the ice for traction, our guide had an ice pick to break trail for us to go up and over the ridges. Mel and Briana both were wee bit hesitant as Mel looked up at the height and Briana dreaded any small crevices that we may come across- both did remarkably well. Parts of the glacier were gorgeous, crystal clear, blue amplified by the rain washing away any sediment. Taya was cursing under breath as she scaled the ice because she felt like a big baby due to the agonizing pain from her feet. She felt a little better about whining so much when she discovered that the pain was legit when she took her boots off to discover the blood/burns/holes with wool stuck in them and the left over skin in her socks after the day---not to forgot, rented socks! Winner, winner, chicken dinner for the next recipient! GROSS!!! Ma & Pa Mark-the bruises on Mel's lower extremities are a souvenir from the glacier, not Taya's aggression or boomerang! From Franz Joseph we stopped for an overnight stay in a town called Wanaka-a large sheep farming industry surrounded by mountains and Lake Wanaka. We hope that the people really appreciate how clean and clear it is, also with depths of about 500m. Don't worry we are still rooting for Kenosee! Next to Queenstown -the adventure capital of NZ where the city itself brings in 30 million per year just off bungy jumping. This is where it first originated- to celebrate, Taya decided to donate to the 30 million dollar pot and PAID to jump off a pod suspended 134m. The cable car she had to ride out to the jump site was grates at the bottom and the floor of the pod was glass...impending doom below. Video and pictures and CERTIFICATE (maybe of stupidity) to come! No, Lindsay Dalziel, Taya will not pay you to tie a rope around her ankles and jump off the Kenosee free fall! The next day, we took a day trip to Milford Sound (on the advice of Pat Coffey), boy this was a beauty. A real wet one! In fact, over 150mm in an hour! Our guide said it was the wettest day he had ever seen-the mountains looked like they had veins running down them there were so many waterfalls! Next to Christchurch-a city-not much to say here besides we had to say goodbye to our quad-pod member- Melanie. All we have to say, sucks to be you-have fun at work tomorrow biatch! Now---ahhh.....FIJI!!!! Greeted at the airport by our transport, who adorned us with shell Lei's and a mercedes to drive us to our resort. Wow, they must have smelled us coming and realized we have been backpacking for 3 months and felt bad because we are spoiled! This resort is like no other and is to DIE for!!!! Our room---AMAZING! Ocean front with a king size bed and couch with a pullout (you guessed it, Taya & Brittany are sharing the king. Not because they want to, but more fear because they know how much Briana misses her Mick-Nugget! Gag!) The sheets are so crisp and white, we've showered and still scared to lay in the bed. Oooh! A fully stocked bathroom with robes, new toothbrushes, shampoo/conditioner....even cotton buds! bahaha... aka cotton balls! And a fully stocked coffee/tea bar in our room, yup 4 different kinds of tea. To give you an idea, there's english breakfast, Japan Sencha, jasmine and camomile...oh yeah and free internet. Oh yeah, the best buffet meal any of us has had at an all-inclusive----Taya was in heaven....all you can eat SUSHI!!!! Briana even had a go seeing that she had nothing to lose! Tomorrow's plan- nothing....beach...food....beach...sunscreen....food...coffee....beach....sunset......maybe more food...sleep! We leave this island, (oh yeah, we have our own Island-109 acres! At Shangri-La Resort) in 4 days for another island to try out for size. Mana Island Resort (we think)Will update soon. Miss you and see you all soon!
P.S. It's so nice to hear all the christmas music playing, but weird at the same time because it's so tropical here. It makes us that much more excited to see all of you! 9 days!
Here goes yet another blog...soon coming to an end as we are nearing the finish line to our extreme adventures! Back about a week or so, as Tara so graciously informed us...it's good our P.R. manager is keeping us on track and grounded. Back to Franz Joseph-a cute and quaint town with a population of 200 permanent residents which grows to over 1000 people a day because of the major attraction---go figure, The Franz Joseph Glacier. Here we decided to take a full-day hike up and over the glacier. It began with a small walk through sub-tropical rainforest, where Taya quickly figured out that her wool socks and boots were absolute rubbish, into a canyon that was carved out by the receding glacier (already receded 2.5 km back-which we had to walk through to get to the base, we might add! Not to forget the torrential downpours we endured just to make it a little bit more extreme!) As we hit the base we strapped on our crampons (spikes) to our boots and realized that the many layers of gore-tex and base layers were far too much for us Canadians as we were sweating balls. Taya and Brittany were stripping off layers even before the big climb! The climb entailed steep inclines that required us to hold onto ropes...you know we were on solid ice...one goes -we all go, we also had to dig our spikes into the ice for traction, our guide had an ice pick to break trail for us to go up and over the ridges. Mel and Briana both were wee bit hesitant as Mel looked up at the height and Briana dreaded any small crevices that we may come across- both did remarkably well. Parts of the glacier were gorgeous, crystal clear, blue amplified by the rain washing away any sediment. Taya was cursing under breath as she scaled the ice because she felt like a big baby due to the agonizing pain from her feet. She felt a little better about whining so much when she discovered that the pain was legit when she took her boots off to discover the blood/burns/holes with wool stuck in them and the left over skin in her socks after the day---not to forgot, rented socks! Winner, winner, chicken dinner for the next recipient! GROSS!!! Ma & Pa Mark-the bruises on Mel's lower extremities are a souvenir from the glacier, not Taya's aggression or boomerang! From Franz Joseph we stopped for an overnight stay in a town called Wanaka-a large sheep farming industry surrounded by mountains and Lake Wanaka. We hope that the people really appreciate how clean and clear it is, also with depths of about 500m. Don't worry we are still rooting for Kenosee! Next to Queenstown -the adventure capital of NZ where the city itself brings in 30 million per year just off bungy jumping. This is where it first originated- to celebrate, Taya decided to donate to the 30 million dollar pot and PAID to jump off a pod suspended 134m. The cable car she had to ride out to the jump site was grates at the bottom and the floor of the pod was glass...impending doom below. Video and pictures and CERTIFICATE (maybe of stupidity) to come! No, Lindsay Dalziel, Taya will not pay you to tie a rope around her ankles and jump off the Kenosee free fall! The next day, we took a day trip to Milford Sound (on the advice of Pat Coffey), boy this was a beauty. A real wet one! In fact, over 150mm in an hour! Our guide said it was the wettest day he had ever seen-the mountains looked like they had veins running down them there were so many waterfalls! Next to Christchurch-a city-not much to say here besides we had to say goodbye to our quad-pod member- Melanie. All we have to say, sucks to be you-have fun at work tomorrow biatch! Now---ahhh.....FIJI!!!! Greeted at the airport by our transport, who adorned us with shell Lei's and a mercedes to drive us to our resort. Wow, they must have smelled us coming and realized we have been backpacking for 3 months and felt bad because we are spoiled! This resort is like no other and is to DIE for!!!! Our room---AMAZING! Ocean front with a king size bed and couch with a pullout (you guessed it, Taya & Brittany are sharing the king. Not because they want to, but more fear because they know how much Briana misses her Mick-Nugget! Gag!) The sheets are so crisp and white, we've showered and still scared to lay in the bed. Oooh! A fully stocked bathroom with robes, new toothbrushes, shampoo/conditioner....even cotton buds! bahaha... aka cotton balls! And a fully stocked coffee/tea bar in our room, yup 4 different kinds of tea. To give you an idea, there's english breakfast, Japan Sencha, jasmine and camomile...oh yeah and free internet. Oh yeah, the best buffet meal any of us has had at an all-inclusive----Taya was in heaven....all you can eat SUSHI!!!! Briana even had a go seeing that she had nothing to lose! Tomorrow's plan- nothing....beach...food....beach...sunscreen....food...coffee....beach....sunset......maybe more food...sleep! We leave this island, (oh yeah, we have our own Island-109 acres! At Shangri-La Resort) in 4 days for another island to try out for size. Mana Island Resort (we think)Will update soon. Miss you and see you all soon!
P.S. It's so nice to hear all the christmas music playing, but weird at the same time because it's so tropical here. It makes us that much more excited to see all of you! 9 days!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Boo YAH!
P.S. please refer to the Mario Kart blog prior to reading the spell check blog. But please read THIS prior to reading the mario kart and spell check blogs. Thank you!
P.P.S. We would like to make an announcement...these 2 count... it's 32...not 30!!!!
Boo YAH!
- O.J. Poirier
P.P.S. We would like to make an announcement...these 2 count... it's 32...not 30!!!!
Boo YAH!
- O.J. Poirier
Spell Check!
Okay folks...so we thought after 30 blogs.....that's right 30, if anyone missed that! That proofreading was not necessary..not the case...clarifying 2 of probably many mistakes on that last one:
1) "to get a feel for the death that we so meticulously placed ourselves on. " supposed to be death trap ( paragraph 1, line 12)
2)"that would progress into lush, rolling hills and pasture covered with the greenist crash while cheep and cattle graze. " (paragraph 2, line 5) BAHAHAHAAHAH...we snorted a rail apparently.... if you couldn't tell, it's supposed to be greenest grass while sheep...
P.S. for all the dedicated followers that have been with us from the beginning: remember Bali- Squig...squealing pig, New Zealand-cheep...cottony sheep ( yes, we know it's from a plant, but they are so soft and fluffy)....La,la,lan, lano, lanolin!!! Sheep's wool
1) "to get a feel for the death that we so meticulously placed ourselves on. " supposed to be death trap ( paragraph 1, line 12)
2)"that would progress into lush, rolling hills and pasture covered with the greenist crash while cheep and cattle graze. " (paragraph 2, line 5) BAHAHAHAAHAH...we snorted a rail apparently.... if you couldn't tell, it's supposed to be greenest grass while sheep...
P.S. for all the dedicated followers that have been with us from the beginning: remember Bali- Squig...squealing pig, New Zealand-cheep...cottony sheep ( yes, we know it's from a plant, but they are so soft and fluffy)....La,la,lan, lano, lanolin!!! Sheep's wool
The 6-pod vs. Mario Kart!!!
Alright folks….we can’t get anything out of you guys ( Tara B., your efforts are an exception!!! We love your enthusiasm )…we tried to bait you with our piss poor efforts in our last blog…no dice….so back to true form…here we go, Chapter 1:
Actually we are going to take you back to day 4 in NZ, yup, we are all mixed up here and can‘t get our shit together….we were reminiscing of our previous 6-pod and forgot to tell you about ‘The Bond’ of the 6-pod. It all began at approximately 3:30 p.m. on a rainy, foggy, misty afternoon when our boredom got the best of us and took us up to a asphalt ‘track’ on the side of a mountain. ( not to forget that we had to take the slowest cable car up to the summit!) That is where ‘The Bond’ blossomed. It all stemmed from the inner desire to out-do each other. It was the day we embarked on “THE LUGE”,- bom, bom, bom!!!!! To briefly explain, like luge on ice but for us, on pavement- of course, wet pavement- we have to take it to the extreme. So, skittishly our first run of 3 was on the ‘Beginner’ track, to get a feel for the death that we so meticulously placed ourselves on. We knew this track was too elementary as a small child flew by us and gave us the stink eye…we will not be outdone. So, we thought we would up they ante… next run-intermediate! Taya & Oneil decided the new rule on this one for them was- no brakes and chasing each other down…Mel & Chelsea had to prove their manoeuvring skills to the track marshalls before entering the run- both failing, we might add!!! Briana & Brittany watching like hawks from behind, pass with precision, speed and grace. The corners were so sharp, all we could hear is one another screaming, followed by nervous laughter. So…next run….can anyone guess? ADVANCED…obviously, intermediate was too intermediate…our driving skills were proved to be impeccable! Hmm…this one was a nail biter!!!! To sum it up…Mel decided to take the off-roading track and had to do the walk of shame back to the main track, shaking sand off her trousers and her cart…of course, Chelsea being cocky…went ripping by Mel heckling her, thinking she moved up a spot because of skill…in reality---it was default. Taya riding the curb side of her cart around a corner refusing to give the number one spot to a cop screaming as Oneil rode her ass. Brittany & Briana---winners of the most ridiculous use of their helmets. Briana’s swivelled 360 degrees on her lil peanut head as she looked back in terror as Brit chased her down, meanwhile, Brit- too cool for school refused to take her baseball hat off, thinking that the visor would make her a little more aerodynamic splitting the rain as she raced through it….but boy, was the back of her head protected….No basal skull fractures here!!! Oneil felt he needed to carry on his duties and show fellow ‘lugers’ the dangers of speed and reckless luging. He rose to the top, tattered jeans, ripped sweater with blood soaking through the elbow, a tuft of hair sticking straight up…mourning the loss of his 2”x1”x5/8” flap of skin….he gave the first aiders a run for their money that day! He was the true LUGER!
So, yesterday we had an amazing day driving the west coast along the southern alps. The views and scenery are truly unexplainable and the best we have seen so far in NZ. Looking to the east- steep, mountainous ranges with snow-covered peaks covered by lingering clouds that would progress into lush, rolling hills and pasture covered with the greenist crash while cheep and cattle graze. To the west- the vast, turquoise ocean and many islands surrounded by steep cliffs and drop-offs. To top it all off, at the end of our walk, we came across a seal colony. There were loads of seals lounging on the rocks and playing in the water. Amazing!!! From there we went to a shoreline that was lined with rock formations made of layers of granite and limestone called the Pancake Rocks (just imagine pancakes stacked on top of one another). Next was to our final stop of the day, a small hostel off the highway that featured the infamous, 84 y/o, witty and hilarious true Kiwi that has served the Kiwi Experience buses for the last 20 years, 362 days a year! He cooked us up a huge feast of salads, steak, potatoes and ….bambi! Yup, had venison stew and we loved it!!!! We decided that good ole Les and Vera would get along just great, they are both quite the cards and keep anyone entertained!!! Alright, today we are in Franz Joseph… a small town of only 200 people but is highly commercialized and developed because of the main attraction that brings over 1000 visitors per day…the Franz Joseph Glacier. Tomorrow we are set to go on a 7-8 hr adventure, hiking and scaling over the ice formations and crevasses of the glacier. Wish us luck and we will post shortly. See you all soon….17 days!!!!
Actually we are going to take you back to day 4 in NZ, yup, we are all mixed up here and can‘t get our shit together….we were reminiscing of our previous 6-pod and forgot to tell you about ‘The Bond’ of the 6-pod. It all began at approximately 3:30 p.m. on a rainy, foggy, misty afternoon when our boredom got the best of us and took us up to a asphalt ‘track’ on the side of a mountain. ( not to forget that we had to take the slowest cable car up to the summit!) That is where ‘The Bond’ blossomed. It all stemmed from the inner desire to out-do each other. It was the day we embarked on “THE LUGE”,- bom, bom, bom!!!!! To briefly explain, like luge on ice but for us, on pavement- of course, wet pavement- we have to take it to the extreme. So, skittishly our first run of 3 was on the ‘Beginner’ track, to get a feel for the death that we so meticulously placed ourselves on. We knew this track was too elementary as a small child flew by us and gave us the stink eye…we will not be outdone. So, we thought we would up they ante… next run-intermediate! Taya & Oneil decided the new rule on this one for them was- no brakes and chasing each other down…Mel & Chelsea had to prove their manoeuvring skills to the track marshalls before entering the run- both failing, we might add!!! Briana & Brittany watching like hawks from behind, pass with precision, speed and grace. The corners were so sharp, all we could hear is one another screaming, followed by nervous laughter. So…next run….can anyone guess? ADVANCED…obviously, intermediate was too intermediate…our driving skills were proved to be impeccable! Hmm…this one was a nail biter!!!! To sum it up…Mel decided to take the off-roading track and had to do the walk of shame back to the main track, shaking sand off her trousers and her cart…of course, Chelsea being cocky…went ripping by Mel heckling her, thinking she moved up a spot because of skill…in reality---it was default. Taya riding the curb side of her cart around a corner refusing to give the number one spot to a cop screaming as Oneil rode her ass. Brittany & Briana---winners of the most ridiculous use of their helmets. Briana’s swivelled 360 degrees on her lil peanut head as she looked back in terror as Brit chased her down, meanwhile, Brit- too cool for school refused to take her baseball hat off, thinking that the visor would make her a little more aerodynamic splitting the rain as she raced through it….but boy, was the back of her head protected….No basal skull fractures here!!! Oneil felt he needed to carry on his duties and show fellow ‘lugers’ the dangers of speed and reckless luging. He rose to the top, tattered jeans, ripped sweater with blood soaking through the elbow, a tuft of hair sticking straight up…mourning the loss of his 2”x1”x5/8” flap of skin….he gave the first aiders a run for their money that day! He was the true LUGER!
So, yesterday we had an amazing day driving the west coast along the southern alps. The views and scenery are truly unexplainable and the best we have seen so far in NZ. Looking to the east- steep, mountainous ranges with snow-covered peaks covered by lingering clouds that would progress into lush, rolling hills and pasture covered with the greenist crash while cheep and cattle graze. To the west- the vast, turquoise ocean and many islands surrounded by steep cliffs and drop-offs. To top it all off, at the end of our walk, we came across a seal colony. There were loads of seals lounging on the rocks and playing in the water. Amazing!!! From there we went to a shoreline that was lined with rock formations made of layers of granite and limestone called the Pancake Rocks (just imagine pancakes stacked on top of one another). Next was to our final stop of the day, a small hostel off the highway that featured the infamous, 84 y/o, witty and hilarious true Kiwi that has served the Kiwi Experience buses for the last 20 years, 362 days a year! He cooked us up a huge feast of salads, steak, potatoes and ….bambi! Yup, had venison stew and we loved it!!!! We decided that good ole Les and Vera would get along just great, they are both quite the cards and keep anyone entertained!!! Alright, today we are in Franz Joseph… a small town of only 200 people but is highly commercialized and developed because of the main attraction that brings over 1000 visitors per day…the Franz Joseph Glacier. Tomorrow we are set to go on a 7-8 hr adventure, hiking and scaling over the ice formations and crevasses of the glacier. Wish us luck and we will post shortly. See you all soon….17 days!!!!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Da Vinci's Code
So we thought we would give you all an early Christmas present…a short blog, since we‘ve gotten so many remarks about the length of our previous entries!!! Well, how do we prepare such an intriguing, intersesting, yet informative and insightful written masterpiece. Here it goes, bear with us:
Hope you enjoyed the new format. See you all in 20 days - sad, but happy!
- 6-pod - no longer, sad
- Geothermal pools - hot…but yet cold…weird
- Taya & Britany’s armpit hair growth - impressive but gross
- 700 seat movie theatre - old & big, movie - terrible
- Taya walking into assault in progress - awesome
- Te Papa Museum - 6 levels, informative, sore feet
- Impromptu tour of French Battleship - hot men, cool guns
- Ferry to South Island - sickening, 200mg of gravol divided by 4 ppl
- Abel Tasman - garbage bags for raincoats=winner,winner chicken dinner, 12 km hike, beautiful
Hope you enjoyed the new format. See you all in 20 days - sad, but happy!
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