Showing posts with label Wanaka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wanaka. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 November 2015

Travel Inspirations: Playing Cards

Yes, I count playing cards as a travel inspiration. If you're anything like me, one of the things you always forget to pack is a deck of cards for those rare moments when you've run out of sights to see and exciting things to do.

In my family, we sort of almost gave up trying to remember after a while and just bought the cards once we reached our destination. You know the type - cheap things you pick up in the tat/souvenir shops with pretty pictures of the country on them.

Got a few packs now. New Zealand, Ireland, South African Wildlife plus some older ones from Andorra and Canada. The Canadian ones don't have pictures. They have interesting facts about each state/province/territory instead. Great for people like me who love random facts.

But how on earth can I count them as travel inspiration? Most people seem to get that from glossy adverts and those cloyingly inspiring photos so popular on Instagram... so why cards?

Because reasons. The first being that to get the cards in the first place you have to travel. Slightly counter-intuitive. Think of it this way though. You go on holiday, buy a pack of country-photo cards. Maybe there's something in that pack you hadn't heard of? Maybe there's some sort of interesting local custom that's worth checking out.

Take my New Zealand deck for example, which rather boldly claims to be the "best souvenir from New Zealand". It's not. My pounamu necklace ranks much higher. But anyway, there's places in those cards I hadn't heard of before I got there. Places like Tekapo on South Island, with its little church by the lake and the gorgeous scenery around Wanaka. Tekapo was a bit out of reach given our itinerary, but we ended up driving through Wanaka. Admittedly, we had to to get from the West Coast to Queenstown, but hey.

I suppose they act a bit like a tick list. Here, says the card deck, you should see these places. And off you pop to go and see as many of them as you can.

Reason the second is that they're incentive to go back, in part because of that tick list feeling. I didn't get to Milford Sound in New Zealand because a snow storm closed the road, but I have a gorgeous picture of the Sound and nearby Mitre Peak to tell me "COME BACK! WE'RE WAITING!"

The third and final reason is that these cards inevitably catch the landscape at its best. My photography skills are improving but basic and travelling when I have, the weather's not always great. Take the Cliffs of Moher in Ireland for example. It pissed down the entire day when we went there and while I quite like the photos I took, the images on the playing cards I picked up are so much better. Sometimes I wonder if I should just stick them all to my doors with my postcards...

Where do you find your travel inspiration? Any unusual sources?

Saturday, 20 September 2014

"Diversion Not Applicable"

HURRAY!! Haast Pass wasn't closed, which means we didn't have to take the 12 hour detour. We still got up at a decent time though, which meant we got to have a nice leisurely drive.

The views were amazing. We started off on the coast road down to Haast Township, which took in temperate rainforest and massive cliffs.





Then we hit Haast Pass itself. Huge mountains, beautiful forests and the Haast River winding alongside the road.




As we came to Makarora at the southern end of the pass, the sun decided to make an appearance. We attempted to get some photos at Lake Wanaka, but we got bitch-slapped by nature again, so we fled in the car.




Fortunately by the time we got to Lake Hawea on the other side on the range the rain had stopped, the wind had dropped and the sun was well and truly out. We want to live here.









What should have been a 4 and a half hour drive turned into about 7 hours with all the photo stops we took. It was just that amazing.








We weren't so taken with Queenstown. The hostel there remains our least favourite so far. Cramped and full of drunk people. Ugh.