Dunedin

After the thrills and spills of Queenstown Dunedin was a bit on the quiet side - although very welcomed.

Tours seem to be the thing here so did both the Cadburys and Speight's tours. The remaining time I spent wondering the city and Gardens. The city is a nice enough place with the university taking up one corner of it so I had a wonder through it and was pleasantly suppressed by the place - I would of happily spent my uni days there lounging on the grass by the stream or attending lectures in the student bars.

Out past the university were the city gardens which were split up into different parts of the world featuring their local shrubbery. I was even entertained by an African drum band who were playing in the band stand.

The Hostel I stayed in was up a very steep hill over looking the city - I was told that the street holds the Guinness world record for the steepest hill in the world where (crazy) people choose to live. Not that I can guarantee the integrity of my sauce (we were in a pub) but I can say that the hill required full use of my clamp-ons and climbing axe.