My hands are knackered to the point where it almost hurts me to write these words, yet all I can think is that it was absolutely worth it. The damage is clear, small cuts and knuckle bruises, insect bites and some odd stains that I can only blame on a fateful chilli meal that wont wash off. All result from the great fun that the past couple of weeks have been on our tour of the south island driving our (slightly battered) camper van.
Only this morning I bid John and Mike farewell back at Christchurch. But I’m back in Auckland now, which is slowly starting to feel oddly like home and after a massive washing session and general toiletry I can finally catch up on both my blog and memories.
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