We had big, big plans for Wellington, especially with the ship scheduled to be there from 8:00 in the morning until 11:30 at night. So we scurried off the ship, jumped on the very first shuttle, and headed straight for the iconic streetcar that...
We’re in Picton, a tiny village on the tip of the South Island. An hour’s walk along a pressed dirt trail took us through dense woods this morning. We were surrounded by millions of screeching, chirping cicadas, whose abandoned brown...
