Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. There aren't enough superlatives to describe the Southern Alps here, only 40km from the coast, so I won't try. We took a wee cabin by the bluest lake ever (a mineral by-product of moving glaciers clouds the water and turns it a milky powder blue), and hiked up to the top of Mt. John, where there was an observatory and very welcome cafe - possibly the most scenic cafe in the world? And their cakes were pretty good too.
At night we lay on the lakeside beach, watching the stars multiply as the light faded. This part of NZ is reknowned for it's clear nights and minimal light pollution, and we had a glow-in-the-dark sky map to spot constellations by. There were so many clear stars we had to give up in the end. Good times.
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