NZ

The weblogger never got around to writing up his experiences on the other side of the wotsit, so I'll just breeze through it to make it sound good. After tramping through the rainforest and swimming in the Tasman Sea, fishing off the end of the world and repeatedly beating Nige at chess, I flew over the Southern Alps and ended up eating duck at the top of Hong Kong.

The following are the joyous union of cheapass camera and dumbass photographer:


1) In the background you can see the island's one shop




2) The lake in Queenstown



3) Leaving Queenstown



And the following, from Stewart Island, were pilfered from the big man's own blog-me-do:

Thought of the Day #1

Life can be hard. Sometimes, life is almost as bad as a soap opera. Things can get you down. But whatever it is, whatever grieves your heart and troubles your mind, nothing is ever so bad that it's ok to put a gerbil up your ass.