Today we were meant to be travelling to Invercargill, the most southerly city in the world. However, quote the Lonely Planet, “flat and suburban, with endlessly treeless streets, Invercargill certainly isn’t going to blow your senses”, we decided a trip there was probably not worth the extra few hours of driving.
First stop was the steepest city in the world - Baldwin Street in Dunedin. You can get a certificate if you drive up it in your car but we felt Billy probably wouldn't be able to manage that so we walked up it instead, which was knackering.
Next on the agenda was the drive to the lakeside town of Te Anau, which is the gateway to the New Zealand fiords. With a stop off in uninspiring Gore for lunch (including a man shouting out of his car window “ginger” at Skins whilst we were walking along the high street), we arrived in Te Anau at around 4pm.
We booked ourselves onto a tour of the Te Anau Gloworm caves, which, accessible only by boat, are a 200m-long system of caves with sculpted rocks, waterfalls, whirlpools and a glittering glow-worm grotto inside. Having had a presentation from the most uncharismatic person in the world, the tour itself afterwards was also rather uninspiring. Glow-worms are not as cool as one would have thought...
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