When I last left you, I was on a perilous sea crossing…
… and then the ferry finally docked, and I. Had. Survived.
I thought I might have scurvy though.
Regardless, I made my way off and over to the new Magic van/bus for the South Island part of the trip. There were more people on this bus, but we quickly got underway. The driver was probably in his 40s and possibly one of the kindest men I’ve met. … and well, I’m not normally one to judge people on music considering the number of *NSYNC (and related) concerts I’ve been to, but the entire drive to Nelson and then the following day to Greymouth was accompanied by the entire Kelly Clarkson catalog with some James Blunt thrown in for good measure. It might have been very slightly better than Skrillex (who I generally like) at 9pm in the Grampians in that bus with the drunk people when I was sick, but it was a close call.