New Zealand Day 8 & 9: It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye
Today we have to turn in our home away from home. The home that got us around the South Island. The home that was always waiting for us at the end of each adventurous day. The home we could not poop in.
We turned in old reliable and completed the last couple of our days in NZ in a little red Yaris. Not exactly as spacious as our previous mode of transportation. It’s so cute.
A piece of advice: If you’re planning a trip to NZ rent a R.V.. It truly is the way to go. We saw more R.V.’s on the road than regular cars.
We crammed our luggage ( I totally over packed) into our tiny little Yaris and drove from Christchurch to a quaint town called Akaroa. We were told by Julian’s sister that this is a must see. So we’re going to see it.
Whilst continuing our adventure down the east coast the “Great Poop Debate” begins. It’s a battle of wills and strength of stomach. The biggest question we as a couple have ever had to face.
First and immediate stop (no, not the bathroom) is Heli Tours! We both love to fly so this is an absolute must on our list.