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Milford UN-Sound

October 26, 2009

Milford Sound, once pronounced by Rudyard Kipling as the ‘eighth wonder of the world’… and is acclaimed as NZ most famous tourist destination…

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So if I leave NZ without seeing the place with my very own eyes I would be the biggest fool in the whole wide world, like dumber than the dodo birds right?

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That was what I thought…

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Well, let’s say it was the longest 12 hour of my life, in which I died and resurrected 783 times, figuratively…

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It was such a beautiful morning in Queenstown, and we started our day in extremely high spirits, totally excited to.. you know.. see the ‘eight wonder of the world’,  even though had never been near to the first seven @_@

we were so punctual and early that we were so proud of ourselves and patted our own heads as a congratulatory mean @_@

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and this is our bus with glass roof top and tv screens… really comfy as there were only 11 of us in a 40 seater bus 😉

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and we passed by lots of breathtaking views which all look the same after a while

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Then… we start hearing the pitter-patter…

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even though it was already raining… heavier and heavier every passing minute… the driver continued stopping us at various spots, and told us those spots were worth exploring… even in the rain… @_@

We were damn sceptical, but one by one we put on our hoodies and braved the merciless cold + very cold rain…

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hmm… seems like my camera is so ‘geng’ you can’t actually see the rain… but the rain was no joke…

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and as for what the driver said as a worthwhile exploration… we were dripping wet as we walked through this forest type pathway, pushing through tourists, climbing up slopes, wiping off the water on our faces, pushed through the nasty rain for more than 15 minutes… to see… a chasm…. @_@… am I supposed to go ‘wow’???

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We got back to the bus, drenched inside out, shivering… and everything just got worse…

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No one told us the road to Milford Sound is such a dangerous one… we saw lots of damages done by avalanches… and the driver even told us that if it snowed, it could take up to 9 days for the workers to clear the road…

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Have I mentioned that the road is super winding? Driving in the rain was not making things easier for us…

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After 4 and the half long hours, we finally reached the port. We were given our tickets and rushed to the Milford Mariner.

Another journey of torture began…

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For us who had a picnic lunch included in our package, this is what we got…

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really picnicky indeed @_@

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The whole boat was in uproar because the weather was so bad, we were kept in the dining room of the boat most of the time (unless we wanna brave the strong winds and rain outside), and we couldn’t see milford sound at its glory T.T

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We met this guy Andy who was so disappointed that he couldn’t take great pictures with his DSLR, he looked like he could just jump into the currents and be one with the fiord @_@

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To make things worst… we were congratulated earlier by our driver (when the weather was still beautiful) that our boat ride had been extended from 1 hour 30 minutes to 2 hours and 30 minutes…….

And because we were hit by a storm, the boat was rocking like a boxing ball being hit… L and I were getting really really pale…

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The crowd, mainly old people were getting restless, and drunk (they had been purchasing wine as if those were free)… Silently, or some rather loudly, we were just hoping for our cruise to come to an end…

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But since I paid bloody a lot of money for this ‘experience’, I couldn’t possibly leave empty-handed right…

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So I braved the storm a couple of times, to capture these…

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and because the rain was so heavy… we had an abundance of water falls…

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and my best take was this 400 m tall sight…

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it was so spectacular, it was beyond belief…

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So by the time we reached the port, then hopped onto the bus, then had an excruciating bus travel back to Queenstown, reaching at 8pm, we could barely stand on our feet. Everything was wobbly, blur, and our heads were playing tricks with us…

Thank goodness for a life-saving pot of green tea… (yes, the one mentioned in an earlier post)…

I really thought I was in the process of losing my legs, growing some scales, and transforming into a mermaid… And the tea was like the potion that made me feel human again wth…

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So we didn’t see a poster-worthy view like this…

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I bet Rudyard Kipling was there on a sunny day…

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