I regretted climbing to the top of a waterfall when I saw an older, portly gentlemen try to follow me in treadless sneakers. Luckily, his instincts for self-preservation overpowered his curiosity.
The string of waterfalls made for a nice, relaxing day.
The waterfalls weren’t even the best part of the week. My friend told me about a forest not far from the campsite.
There was no one on the path, and the trail was a narrow, winding route through the forest.
I also booked my flights back to the States! I have about a month to make it to Christchurch and sell my van.
It seems like this trip has been going by so quickly.