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seeking a center of gravity 'permanent that will not make me ever change your mind about things, about people




course, the permanent center of gravity, which says that the good Franco, I have not yet found, but in the photo you see me sitting on the exact geographical center of New Zealand,





which is located on a hill in Nelson, a charming seaside town, in the north South
Nelson, contrary to every self-respecting European city, the center has a frankly ugly (their cathedral is nothing short of creepy) and a residential area preiferica wonderful
Imagine, in fact, houses on hills that give of the sea, streets up and down (a little 'style in San Francisco), all surrounded by lush vegetation and the climate is nothing short of ideal (this is a areas with more sun and less rain in which the entire New Zealand).
So if you ever decide to move here, this is the view you might have at home:




(by the way you see the bare ground at the bottom of the photo is for sale if you want I can tell) .
Nelson has a very special rhythm: it seems to be in a city where no matter what happens who cares, so here it is fine. Everyone is relaxed and chordal, so that as I turned down the street, exchanging a few words with a man (here practically all greet you or smile at you if you meet around, especially at a track) I could not help but accept the oranges that I had specifically removed from the tree that grows in the garden of his house. Included in the price was well address, phone number and email, not that I ever decide to go or need something from New Zealand. Normal, no?




Right in town there is also a beautiful beach (Tahunanui beach), where you can safely take a walk at sunset or if the bathroom is warm.

On days when I have not updated the blog, I was finally able to see the whales at Kaikoura, but I could not photograph the best time when the whale re-immersed in the corner and remains high for a few seconds (which then the image Official logo of Kaikoura) because the first whale did when I was not prepared to take pictures and the second was immersed without it (maledetta!) then the pictures I'm not a great but better than nothing.
I saw two examples of sperm-whales (I have no idea of \u200b\u200bthe Italian translation, but I think the sperm whale), which are really huge animals. Too bad, though the party that emerges when they get to breathe is truly minimal, so do not make their own well aware of just how big the being that is in front of you, less than 50 meters. So if you pass here, I advise you to save a bit 'and make the trip by plane, in which, say, whales can be seen better, or at least, their best guess size. That robo

you see is the gray whale



and here you can see the spray from the famous''nose''





and here you are also an albatross




Before Nelson, they have been in the wine region of Marlborough, which is another great place.





here are treated well and I have been to a b & b directly in the vineyards, home to two very nice gentlemen with a great sense of humor and a house with nothing short of wonderful swimming pool, landscaped garden Mediterranean (Where they grow oranges and lemons) and vegetables with every gift of God.
Within a radius of 5 km from where I was, there are about 25 wineries and virtually all are open to taste their wines. Obviously I did not lose this opportunity and I made a good lap, starting to taste wines from 11 am (immediately after eating bacon and eggs: P)
I have to say that wines from New Zealand are generally good, though however, details for a European. Some know a lot of fruit, others are much minerals, they have much more details of our tastes. I've tasted in general good Pinot Grigio and Sauvignon Blanc, Pinot blacks are not too bad (although I prefer the region of Central Otago for those) and some excellent Riesling. Instead, just can not stand their Chardonnay, I miss that smell of smoked salmon and, above all, Gewurztraminer, that one can not imagine more different from ours: ours is fragrant and aromatic, and their dry or hard liquor (touching 15 degrees ) or is a bit 'less alcohol but sweet (?!?!). I tried to explain to me why the kiwi that wine was "strange but I do not know if I could mica: P
But I found a kind of sweet (of course purchased) that gave me particular satisfaction.
In any case, always eat in the area very well and the menus are particularly well (unfortunately I have no photos because I forgot my camera at home) and there a sort of Mediterranean flair, perhaps also due to the wine and olive oil that is produced here. This is also a good place to be, partly because all the people who work in the area and take care of the earth, wine or even the marketing of exude a passion for what they do, I really can not impress those who are not well simply to pass through these lands blessed by Bacchus and Apollo.

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Catherine likes high places, high up on the hills, a place for making noises, Noises like the Whales [...] and listen to the wind blow

WARNING there are two new posts.
and since there is no 'threes, as soon as I recover from the wine-tasting, I will post' another well.




Kaikoura merit in law at of town, to be among the worst managed city in the world. Despite this, it is nestled in a natural setting crazy (snow capped mountains and have direct ocean






and is lucky to be now become one of the main locations for whale-watching (whale watching ) and not only (still in the area there are dolphins, sea lions, orcas, penguins, albatross and seals. Practically the Ark of Noah!
Obviously I'm here for the whales, which let's face it, gets a little 'hard to spot to the shores: P
The afternoon when I arrived there was an incredible wind. For a while 'is not riuciva to walk and I was in a path above the cliffs overlooking the sea (though I think I fared worse than those who had chosen the path of the ocean, in the meantime was in serious storm)







the wind carrying droplets dispersed by ocean and in fact at the end of everything, when I managed to win the car, my face was completely salt!
This morning I had just the trip for whale-watching ... The weather was beautiful with a dazzling hot but the wind gave no respite. Coming from where we should go and happily discover that they have canceled all the outputs of today because the sea is very rough expected. I have set a new appointment for today (but now there are clouds in the sky disreputable) ... hopefully good.
So pretty upset (because apart from the whales is not the city that offers so much) I took the car for a ride and just who do you meet? A herd of seals and intent to laze in the sun. The other times I had ever seen the seals or the hills or by boat, but this time I was really close (less than 5 meters, no more than seals. If frightened, they are capable of biting)










then as the heat becomes unbearable in T-shirt and cotton pants, I decide to return home to change and get in real estate by the beach with flip-flops (they call jandals)

and in fact I am in the sun




as you see are not the only



I tried to put my feet in the Pacific Ocean



and I assure you that it was really cold.

I ended the day sitting at the table next to a wooden shack (literally) where they cook fresh fish. A place where you give not a penny, but here all know and appreciate why it is also very economical
My choice: the famous mussels from New Zealand, famous for, apart from being 4 times ours, have the green shell.




and all that I paid less than 3 € (cespy, go ahead to go to Dublin: P).
I would say that although no whales sighted, it was not a bad day ...

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ice age coming ice age coming throw me in the fire




The west coast of New Zealand is a unique place in the world.
addition to mountains overlooking the Tasman Sea, has an easy access to two glaciers (the Fox Glacier and Franz Joseph Glacier), almost at sea level, surrounded by forests sub-tropical, lush define that is an understatement.
At this latitude, there is no other place in the world where glaciers are so close to the coast.

The size of the Fox and Franz Joseph is due to the huge amount of rain that hits the Westland region (it comes as something more than 7 meters of rain per year and, in fact, the region is known rightly wetland) and, in higher altitudes, snow (and here there is even talk of 35-45 feet of snow a year).
Glaciers, as it is obvious that both are also subject to gravity, and for this reason, that we drift downstream. But the peculiarity of the Fox and the Franz Joseph glacier is that their rate of descent is amazing: the Franz Joseph advancing at a rate of one meter per day but can reach up to 5 (a rate 10 times higher than European glaciers). Moreover, these are perhaps the only glaciers in the world that are in retreat, but rather are advancing.




This is the Fox Glacier (named in honor of William Fox, the prime minister has a certain local stardom as a self-titled the glacier) and also between the two, what I visited better (unfortunately due to time and health I did not export the half-day walk on ghicciaio and lack money, there are over flown by helicopter). The glacier is long
13 (I said THIRTEEN) kilometers, has a maximum depth of 350 meters and ends 250 meters above sea level. But best of all numbers is simply this photo




shows that compared the height of 2 humans (they are both blue and red dots in the bottom center-left) with the end of the glacier .
Impressive, no?

In the same area is the splendid lake Matheson, who claims to be the most photographed lake in New Zealand. The reason is easily explained: our friend Aoraki (exactly the opposite side to the one I have visited and posted above), in fact, is reflected literally in its waters, creating scenarios fairy




(Aoraki is on the right, Mount Tasman on the left hand).

I then went to Hokitika, famous for working jade. The city itself is rather plain, but housed in a beautiful campsite equipped wooden bungalows with lots of bathroom and kitchen and in front of me had a small farm animals: goats, pigs, chickens, ducks and alpacas funny




In addition, I finally saw (and too free, as are now tourist attraction = source of income), the famous glow-worms. You may wonder what the heck are they? Well mosquito larvae are fungi, which give off a dark, greenish-blue light (the ones I saw I was definitely more blue than green). The glow worms grow in damp and generally dark and create a foothold on the wall of rock or vegetation. Other insects, attracted to light, they head toward the glow worms, stuck in some strands to become, finally, the meal of the larva. I must say that 'sti glow worms are really bellini. In the darkness of a sudden you seem so blue style Christmas lights ... looks like a nativity scene (you know those cribs that, at some point, turns to night and see the stars), but we discussed with other people who may also be vaguely unsettling: Imagine, in fact, to remain in the dark of night in the woods and suddenly you all training center inter ste lights?? I think I'm in an episode of x-files.

from the West Coast, I again moved eastward, reaching the mountain resort spa Hamner Springs where there was a hot hallucinating.
You will not see pictures of Hamner, simply because I spent the whole day with my sweet ass dipped in hot springs at a temperature ranging between 36 and 41 degrees and even in sulphurous water that smelled of rotten eggs.
advised not to drive after a dive and now I understand why I was exhausted!
Despite this, the beautiful guesthouse where I stayed, I had my total available (in addition to a giant LCD) kitchen and I prepared myself, I miss Salvo Montalbano, pasta with sardines (ok lacked saffron and fennel, but it was very good) . Over, the pasta, hobbling toward the tv and I'm going to zap you find on Maori Television? The film based on the book of Castello's wife with Penelope Cruz (of which I can not remember the title), all in Italian with English subtitles. By now the film was almost finished, but in the scene where the undertakers claim that what they write on the tombstone and Castles says, "Italy", very nearly moved me (thinking to the close of the current scene).
Then I thought about the song by Minor Threat, I finished the glass of Sauvignon Blanc ennnesimo and I went right away: P
ITALY ITALIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, this song I sing to TEEEEEEEEEEEE

'm

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exit 75: I'm still alive

still alive and kicking, boys.
this silence and 'because I have not had a decent connection for a few days. but tomorrow I should get it back, so be prepared to at least 3 new post (I put mica to write, though I could not post).
in the meantime I'm lost among the vineyards of the Marlborough region in the north of the South Island. and tonight I (strange) eaten as a porcelain, all accompanied by excellent wines.

Now I greet you I'm going to make me a bit 'of port or sherry, which I have two bottles for free in the room! crazy! do not know that most will not find 'a single drop.

tomorrow with reports of glaciers, the west coast Hamner Springs and Kaikoura.

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I've been a miner for a heart of gold




Who ever underestimate the intuition commits big mistakes.
E 'intuition that I am choosing places to visit (apart from the lonely planet guide) and places to stop.
If I had not followed my intuition I would be, probably, to me plucking at some restaurant in Queenstown, a city very famous in these parts, since there was invented bungee jumping.
Well I went to Queenstown (and I'll come back tomorrow as well), but it struck me that much. First, it is very touristy, full of souvenir shops and outlets of large food chains, not (there is also Louis Vuitton). For goodness sake, there are also very nice local cafes and delicious. However, boh, not inspired me since dall'inzio all this frenzy of city where you have fun for strength. So I had already decided to stop in a village nearby (20 km) and the Lonely defined very picturesque and that inspired me a lot.
And I did very well.
Arrowtown, the village where I am, is a small gem and seems to literally come out of another world.

As you arrive, you are greeted by tree lined streets (they say beautiful in autumn) and the houses are all represented by wooden cottages.






(this is the post office)




the old town (actually one-way) is also on the same style cottages and keeps some a double sense: on the one hand, you think you ended up in far-west and you expect John Wayne come out shooting from a door




you can almost feel the other in Europe (France and Switzerland) when will appear in front of these cafes as







In reality well here is chock full of tourists, but at least there is a certain style. Arrowtown
became famous in the nineteenth century, following the discovery of gold in the sands dell'Arrow River (today the Arrow and some neighboring rivers are among the richest rivers of gold in the world).
The gold rush was a very important event in the history of this region and, in part, they have survived the testimony nell'inquietante Chinese settlement (issue of the barracks where they lived the first Chinese immigrants in New Zealand attracted by the yellow metal) .
The Chinese who came to New Zealand to improve their social status, were badly received by the local white population, so that made communication between them, especially those living in barracks, working from morning to evening.







The region where I am is also famous for the production of wine (wineries boasting one of the most southerly in the world) and today I did not miss a visit made some in three of these companies, to taste the Pinot Noir (I also bought a bottle of quality characteristics peculiar to say the least), which won awards in the world.




In a company I also dined happily accompanied by an excellent Sauvignon Blanc and Riesling a kind of sweet.
Here's my typical Mediterranean dish with all good things




and the dessert (cheesecake with white chocolate) with drawstring and lemon almond biscuits and apricot




I see you already that dribble like this cat on the sign of the chocolate




me, but after all I'm drinking "Lilac wine I feel unsteady."

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Rain is what the thunder brings,
for the first time I can hear my heart sing,
call me a fool but I know I'm not




Already 2 days, the weather forecast New Zealand said that Sunday would be bad with "heavy rains in the southland." But since the weather here does not take us almost never (at least for what I've seen so far) I had not given much weight.
I did obviously very bad ...

This morning I woke up the flood.
Literally.
Never seen so much rain in my life. And, frankly, now I understand why there is all the wood that they call him around the fjords Rainforest (and believe)!
Anyway, today I booked my exploration of Milford Sound and the options that presented themselves were basically two: give up and lose the opportunity (and money) or the fate groped en route to Milford, 120 km below the flood with low clouds that not even the fog to the streets in Ferrara.
If you know me, know that obviously I chose the second option.
I left very early, because there is always a risk that collapses a tree (the trees of the rainforest are not planted in the ground, but hold the stones and it is not uncommon that fall under the weight of heavy rainfall or snow) and that they close the road.
Fortunately, none of this is happening. So
arrival in the parking lot (always under the flood) and I expect a walk of 10 minutes to get to the visitor center, indoor. A walk that normally would be very nice.
But not today.
the first time I try to exit the car and I am literally machine-gunned by the rain. In 30 seconds are not even wet.
Ok. I realized, wait, maybe raindrops (ceeeeeeeeeerto, silvia) and so I was cautious and I've brought supplies from home half the cheese and tomato pie and my new drug, a cake of carrots and raisins (with the right amount cinnamon) that drives me crazy (I eat tons of). And I also have a pint of apple juice (which always made me sick, but since the plane to come here because I drank liters of what was the least bad to drink, now even I buy at the supermarket). So I close it
in the car and I start to eat and drink (what a surprise, eh?)
With me is my new mascot, Ermenegildo, a merino sheep's true (as can be seen from the horns) she is shocked by the rain!




that continues unabated.
Okay '. I understand. Needless to hope for a longer possible brightening. Obviously
arrival at the visitor center with wet feet and wet to the knee (the path to get there was completely flooded). I seem to be in a race for survival, I console myself that seeing the other people there like me are made.
take my boarding pass and await my sober ship blue and white, that will take me a fjord to see it now, is closer to the valleys of Comacchio.
Then I see a woman who chases me to tell me that they have canceled the start, but not to worry that I entrust it to another company.
Ok, no problem.
so I climb on the "Lady of sound" (never been more appropriate name) received by a hub-waiter, who looks like Boy George as a young man (in all senses).
Proof of it is the fact that, apart from walking like he was pulling for valentine with the wind whipping the ship from side to side (120-nodes you start to talk about hurricane 68), our Boy George at the first hint of a wave (and now the sea was very moved) ran up screaming and writhing to save the tea cups. Yes, there are more sailors than once: P
However, I was pretty pissed off for low clouds and shit for the time (although the captain of the ship continued to say that this was the perfect day for a visit to Milford ), but still did not know what I was wrong.
In fact, before departing in the village told me that I have seen many waterfalls
I still do not understand well.
Then I saw them.
Since both on the road to Milford, which in the fjord real mountains are not only high, literally overlooking the sea or the valley, are formed when it rains, thousands of waterfalls, which are impressive to behold.
















today I saw more waterfalls than I've ever seen in my entire life.
During the trip, our captain came under one of these cascades by experience the thrill (for those who wanted to remain on deck) to be under a jet of water that falls from a height of 130 meters.
Obviously I did not breathe and part (or breathe only water spray), and after being completely soaked, it was a wonderful experience.
Catartica and energy to the depths.
And this is my self-timer when I started to breathe for a moment and I dried.




The experience of Milford Sound has been so completely different from that of relaxing and moving Doubtful.
At Milford, you literally feel the energy of the tumultuous life that flows into the fjord and, in a sense, whether you came, inevitably, be charged throughout this movement.
Perhaps this experience was possible precisely thanks to the emptying of the Doubtful. I do not know. What I know is that the Milford Sound will remain inside me forever, because, actually, how many pictures you have seen (this is the most photographed place in New Zealand), once you're there, you really feel something special.
As counsel, I feel so to say, that if by chance passed through here and have little time and do not know that you fjord, no doubt go to Milford. If it was so special even in a shitty day like today, I dare not even think about how it is with the sun shining on the mountains overlooking the sea.
I feel so full after seeing the Milford banging on the stereo in the car the whole Kid A and I'll laugh until my head comes off ...

Here I'm allowed, everything all of the time.