Invercargill had a shower at the bus station so
we made use of that and I fell for the helpful, little old man that worked
there and provided such a great service for a $1 wash.
Matt went in pawn shop to another look at the
binoculars we were considering buying and to see if they had a cable that he
needed (some things never change) and ended up buying a miniature guitar.
On the way out of the city, we stopped at the
op-shop to look for some walking trousers for Matt again and ended up buying
loads of stuff. Everything was $1 and we ended up spending $18 so you can see
how unused to the wet and the cold we are these days. Oh, and just out of
interest, size 16 woman’s trousers are too big for Matt these days.
The drive to Monowai was beautiful - the
snow-capped mountains were back again but this time much, much closer.
We got to the campsite in Monowai and met Gabor,
a Hungarian agricultural engineer who was working as a cucumber farmer. We went
for a nice walk, adventuring over big swamps and through creeks, and talking
about Gabor’s PHD where he spent a year collecting butterflies in isolated
areas of Arica.
We all spent the evening together, outside in the
rain, cooking dinner, drinking cider and being attacked by beastly
sandflies. It was all very pleasant
until we got too cold and had to go to bed.
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