My husband and I sold the house, the cars, the kids (no, not really the kids) and moved from Maine to New Zealand for a year. Why? Because sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump off the cliff. Life is too short to care if there is anything soft at the bottom. This is our story.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Milford Sound
I only have a few minutes on my internet card. If you are ever in NZ you must see Milford sound. It is really a fjiord. A river between massive mountains carved by a glacier that lets out into the Tasman sea. It rained, of course, Fiordland is a rainforest, but that only meant that the hundreds of temporary waterfalls snaked down the immense cliff walls like silver threads spilling into the calm blue water. It was spectacular. I cannot begin to put words to the immense scale of the place. A wonderland for the gods. I'll post pictures once I can upload them to the computer. Tomorrow to Wanaka, then home. Good travels my friends and for those of you in Maine - stay warm.
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We did do Milford Sound when we were in NZ. It snowed and I have pictures of me finding orchids growing in the snow. It was an amazing place.
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