We had been trying to figure out who our next Magic Bus driver would be and to our pleasant surprise it was Gregg who had taken us from Picton-Nelson. Taking the back road out of Queenstown we drove through the small and quaint Arrowtown, one of the original gold mining towns of the area. Then it was back onto the highway through Cromwell, past the Clyde Dam and to Alexandra where we stopped for morning tea at the excellent Sidewalk Cafe famous for its coffee, scones and banana pancakes. Next stop was Milton where I said goodbye to Karin who was going to work at a B&B there for a few days and then just 30 minutes down the road we arrived in Dunedin. As we drove in it reminded me a bit of Durban with highways through undulating terrain and the coast in the distance.
After settling into the hostel I went for a walk down to the Dunedin Train Station which is apparently the most photographed building in New Zealand and well I just had to go and get a photo for myself.
I guess it is quite impressive, but even more so from the other side with some HDRI don’t you think?
I strolled back up the main street to the Dunedin Public Art Gallery where I spent an interesting hour walking around the “Beloved” exhibition that was on display. Then I went along the shopping street of Dunedin before turning down to walk through some of the Otago University grounds to get down to the new covered stadium where some of the Rugby World Cup matches would be played.
Being just 1 week before the RWC the stadium was under lock down and so I couldn’t get in to have a look around, this was as close as I got.
I wasn’t feeling all that well with a sore throat and so it was back to the hostel for dinner and an early night.