After perusing round the little lake Matheson gift shop we headed on in the car and stopped for lunch at a rather dull place by the side of the road (dull compared to other views we've seen recently). We ate our sandwiches (ham and coleslaw) before starting the journey down south to Wanaka. It took us a few hours but luckily the views were sensational. Driving past mountains and lakes was glorious. Occasionally we get boring bits of road that are straight so we do take it in turns to drive so as not to fall asleep or anything. However, Matt loves to drive on the exciting roads and can keep going whereas I like to sit and just stare at views. We have a good system going on.
When we finally made it into Wanaka it was nearly 6pm (we'd stopped at lots of view points). For some reason Wanaka was crazily busy with people sat outside of pubs drinking beers or eating ice creams by the lake. It was a Saturday night and later we discovered it was the start of school holidays and the end of the ski season. Unfortunately, this meant we struggled to find a hostel, trying three places until we found one with beds. Once checked in, we headed down to the lake a shared a tub of ice cream, looking out onto the spectacular mountains. Wanaka is a fantastically stunning place. The ice cream flavours were rum and raisin, apricot and malteser. I didn't enjoy the rum and raisin much; I don't think I'm a huge rum fan. I loved the apricot though (it's not the devils work).
It was dark by the time we got to a supermarket to buy our tea. We went simple tonight and stuck with bolognese. We cheated and added a tomato and red wine pasta sauce to our mince but it did make it taste very yummy. Proper comfort food. We ate it in the little outdoor area of our hostel under the heaters. However, it was still rather cold and we can definitely tell that we're in the south now. As we'd bought an ice cream earlier we thought it best to not spend a load more money on a beer (poor people problems) so we sat in the hostel and watched Friends on the telly while writing blogs. We're not the most exciting 22 year olds.
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