Phew. Got into Dunedin about 5pm last night, after a bit of a long day. Owing to certain commitments, cough, I only got about 3 hours sleep on Thursday night, so I was a bit stroppy for the flying yesterday.

After unpacking I felt a bit saner though, so I thought I should get out for a walk – especially seeing the sun was shining, something that doesn’t happen that often ’round here apparently.

I ambled up the nearest hill, looking for a view. I never quite got the panorama I was after, but it was pretty spec’y anyway.

There’s some gorgeous little places around here, perched on the sides of hills and such. There’s lots of greenery up above the hotel too, which is lovely, little sections of (maybe) natural bush.

After about three hours I made it down to the Octagon and set about finding some food. There’s a bunch of places a few blocks north, some a bit pricey, but others look like my style.

Was keen to find a pub to sit in and watch the cricket, but by the time I started looking the South Africans had made a balls up of it so it wasn’t really worth the trouble. A rockin’ day tho anyway.

Although I didn’t buy any, of course (hi mum :D), I stumbled across a shop, in the main street, selling “Party Pills”. They apparently contain BZP, which is somewhat similar to Ecstasy, but legal and regulated. Far out. I wonder what the bikey gangs do for money over here?

A few pics from ’round the place …

ps. Woodford pics are coming soon I promise!