We woke up with sunshine pouring through the windows of our cabin at Railay beach. The rain had cleared and the sea reflected the blue sky. Our boat left after breakfast and the views onto Railay’s rocky coastline were stunning and we watched them get smaller and smaller until we lost sight of them. When we arrived to Ko Phi Phi we stepped onto the pier and into the busy, chaotic world of one of Thailand’s most famous and touristy islands. Before we could even set foot on the island we had to pay 20 Baht each. Some kind of tourist tax. Welcome to Ko Phi Phi!
The traffic was painstakingly slow when we rode the bus to the centre of town. It was early in the morning and everybody was on his or her way to somewhere. Georgetown, the bustling capital city of the state of Penang, had woken up and was in full swing.
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After doing some research in McDonalds, a backpackers best friend with its free wifi, we started walking along the road. We were at Christchurch airport and had to get to Fairlie, a town 2,5 hours drive south west. Our transport method of the day: hitchhiking.
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After eight weeks in our “shoebox” we have had enough. Enough of Sydney, enough of living in such a small place, enough of the rental price. The last week in Sydney was a fun week. Filled with drinks, dinners, walks, museums and even a bbq on the only warm and sunny day in the past few weeks. For us, Sydney is a great place to visit. But we don’t see ourselves living there and making a home. It’s time to ramble! So for now, we will couch surf around the area. First stop, the Blue Mountains.
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After picking up our rental car and stocking up on groceries for the week we drove up to Te Anau in the afternoon. It was quite cold and grey so we only made a short stop for lunch. In Te Anau we picked one of the campsites and set up our tent. First night in the tent since Hastings on the North Island! The kitchen was loud, busy and messy and people were trying to cook leaning over each other to use the few working hotplates. We realised quickly how lucky we had been with the kitchen in our Holiday park in Fairlie! After a cold night of around 4 degrees, wearing lots of layers, we had breakfast and started the journey to Milford Sound.
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