Thursday, December 31, 2009
That's all Folks
I'm sad and don't want it to end...
Sunday, December 20, 2009
South Island road trip
Akaroa - Chez la Mer Backpackers




From Akaroa we made out way down to Lake Tekapo (via a brief stop in Ashburton to pick up some thermals, lol). Nothing really prepares you for your first glimpse of the lake. You drive around a corner and then suddenly, wham... there is is. The most amazing body of water I think I've ever seen, the colour is kind of difficult to describe, it's just awesome! We spent about a hour or so at the lake taking pictures of the church and beautiful surrounding landscape, skimming stones and being goofballs before continuing on to Twizel.

We originally planned on staying in Twizel for the night, but upon our arrive we saw that there isn't a hell of a lot to do there and since we still had so many hours of daylight left, we decided to push on to Queenstown (a decision we are very pleased we made).
We both instantly fell in love with Queenstown. It is a beautiful wee town nestled in between some awesome mountains which reflect off the splendid lake which the town is built around. Yes, Queenstown is touristy, but it is still charming nonetheless. It is has great shopping and lots of wonderful restaurants and bars (which we frequented regularly, of course).

We filled our days in Queenstown with touristy stuff, like going up the skyline gondola and zooming back down the hill on the luge. We went for nature walks (up very very steep hills) and were rewarded with splendid views and we enjoyed leisurely lunches which included a few bevvies (think Montheiths, Speights & Macs and you get the idea of the type of lunches these were). We did a day trip out to Arrowtown and enjoyed wandering around the beautifully manicured town, and we even stopped in a a winery on the return trip to pick up some wine.
We also booked ourselves onto one of the many bus tours which take you down to Milford Sound. Luckily for us, we chose a really good company and we had an excellent tour. Our leader Bruce was a classic Kiwi bloke, full of great information and a few tall tales to boot. I'm glad we didn't drive ourselves down like we originally planned, as we (or should I say Alain) would have missed so much of the beautiful scenery. It's breathtaking and well worth the long journey.



We didn't do a hell of a lot in Christchurch, truth be told. We went to the Saturday market at the racecourse, and we also spend a day at the beach in Sumner and that's about the extent of the excitement... We did however find a lovely little French restaurant called Le Croix Blanc down one of the alleyways, and we enjoyed a rather boozy and very expensive lunch there (is it still called lunch if you arrive a 1.00pm and don't leave until 5.00pm?).

We had an awesome 10 days down south, and I highly recommend a road trip down there to everyone. It was fab and it made me remember why I love my country so much. New Zealand... You rock!

Thursday, December 10, 2009
Homeward bound
After a rather uneventful flight we were finally back on Australian soil. It was lovely being back at home. Dad and Lyn were there to greet us and it was wonderful to finally see some people that we knew after so long on the road. The kids were so excited to see their cousins too, it was wonderful.
After 10 days back in Australia just relaxing, recovering and a wee bit of travelling (we went up to Mooloolaba for a night), we jumped on board yet another plane and headed to New Zealand... To Nana.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Kuala Lumpur




Thursday, November 19, 2009
Batu Ferringgi
What a disappointment Batu Ferringgi was! We'd heard that this place had Penangs best beaches, so we thought we'd head there for a few days of relaxing. WRONG! This place is a right old dump.
The township basically consist of one main road which has 4-5 star hotels which we couldn't afford lining the waterfront side of the road and crappy old dilapidated buildings which we didn't want to stay in lining the other. The beach is nothing to brag about, it is full of people trying to get you onto dodgy looking jet-ski's or horses and there are idiots zooming up and down the beach on quad bikes like it's a main highway...
If you are after a nice beach holiday, don't come here. Go anywhere, but here... We lasted less than 24 hours in this town, and even then it was a total waste of our time. The only redeeming factor of this place is that we found an Indian restaurant which served the best Indian we've had outside of India, oh, and the troop of monkeys we saw walking along the power lines whilst we waited for our early morning bus out of Batu Ferringgi.
*** Sorry there are no photos, it was just too crap to justify using up important space on our memory card ***
Saturday, November 14, 2009
George Town

From Ao Nang, we booked ourselves onto a rather full and rather cramped minivan which would take us all the way over the Thai/Malay border to Penang. It was a long, boring trip and nothing exciting happened. The kids coped amazingly well, despite the 10 hours of travel. They're such good little travellers, we are so lucky!

Georgetown is alright, I suppose. It's nothing like what I thought it would be though, it's more Chinese that what I had imagined. We visited numerous temples, all of which are elaborately designed and decorated and all had the hugest incents burning I've ever seen. We also wandered around a museum dedicated to Penangs first settlers (the name of which escapes me at the moment).

Malaysia has quite the melting pot of ethnicity's. If you sit and watch the people on the streets, it isn't long before you'll spot a Muslim women in full burka walk along side ladies of Chinese decent who are wearing skirts which can be mistaken for belts. Yet, on the surface, they all seem to live in relative harmony.

Since Penang is well know for it's street food, it comes as no surprise that our evening meals always came from the vendors lining our street. We sent Alain out into the torrential rain to get our supper and he always returned with mountains of freshly prepared delicacy's, much to our delight.

Sunday, November 8, 2009
Ao Nang











