Ramblings

Okay, stupid clock ticking on this computer ((I am at a hostel in Dunedin)_.  I feel like it is the Supermarket Sweep game where I have two minutes to dump as many groceries into my cart.  Okay, this is going to be true stream of consciousness until this thing dies:  I know when I am speeding in the pimp car because a bell starts dinging when I hit 120kms.. . .. .the new word is jandals (these are flip flops) . . ..chocolate covered cookies are called digestives, and just by that very fact, I can rationalize eating a dozen and my tummy actually feels better after eating them.  We woke to the sun rising over the ocean.  Beautiful sunny day.  Made a killer breakfast and walked out to the beach for a stroll.  The Kiwis love the country and they do not litter.  Not one piece of tissue along miles of beach.  We hated to leave this incredible place, too.  Moa bones had been found during the excavation and the Maori used to hang here next to the stream leading out to the ocean.  A very special place and you can really feel it.  We then drove through miles of country roads that hugged the coastline.  The colors in the ocean are ones that I have never seen outside of a crayon or pastel box. . ..shades of  blues, greens, purples----really beyond what you can imagine.  I hope the photos capture what we saw.  We stopped at Moeraki Boulders--those big (4 ft in diameter) perfectly round globes of rock on the beach.  Maybe 40 of them--and then in their own time they decide to crack open and show you their amazing innards.  Two minutes in counting and I am not done, damn it!  Then on to Shag Point where their were gale force winds--the kind that knock you to the ground, and colllllllllldddddddd!  We ended up by knitted caps in Dunedin.   one minute . ..oh no, I will have to continue tomorrow because there is so much more.  From Dunedin with love, Linny (two days from now we will be at McFarmer's hostel in Portobello).