A cracking little town it is too. A bit like Queenstown's less brash, kid brother, it boast a gorgeous mountain backdrop, a pretty shoreline and one of NZ's dodgiest chinese restaurants.
Tempted to spend the day loafing, especially as the sunshine was putting in an appearance, but opted instead to press on for the beaches on the west coast. Therefore spent most of the day traversing the alps for what seemed like the fourtieth time in two weeks.
More waterfalls, more big lakes and more alpine passes rammed with exotic wildlife...oh, it gets sooooo tiresome after a while.
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