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Friday 21 November 2008

among old stones and seasides


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On the way which brings us back to the Caribbean coast, we stop at different Mayan sites and various seasides that pleasantly cut off the long car journey. The tourist-deserted Kohunlich ruins or the most popular ones of Coba or Tulum show a part of all the remnants left by the Mayan Empire. A so rich civilization that new cities are regularly discovered in the middle of the forest which stretches out from Mexico to Honduras. For the stone lovers, a trip to the Yucatan is no sinecure. To talk again about Tulum, it nestles on the seashore with its foundations that dip in the Caribbean Sea. Despite its small size, it offers an almost perfect panorama to let oneself go to a sunset.

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Sunday 18 November 2007

Penguins and seals on the East coast

We start our way northwards of the South island. A first leap leads us at Dunedin which, more than its train station, has a peculiar street : Baldwin street. This street is listed nor in the World Heritage list but in the Guiness book as "the steepest street in the world". It's better to have good tyres or a healthy heart as you decide to climb it by car or on foot.

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Our long day within the car will be interrupted by these coastal landscapes where earth and sea meet under the astounded motorists' eyes. This scenery is definitely more relaxing than a tasteless motorway rest area.

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Pinnacle Rock offers a batch of strangenesses with its ball-like round stones. Rocks we can climb to take an eccentric photo such as the Rhodes colossus.

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The end of the road ends in Oamaru tonight. Something unexpected in our program. And it's often these unplanned moments which leave the best traces in the memories. Penguins cross the ochre-sanded beach and go to fish. One or two hours later, they bring back some fresh food to their offsprings who were waiting, hidden in the bushes. A little bit further, some seals discontently roar as we arrive. They wriggle to go further and reach their element : the water.

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At dusk, to complete the delights of the animal kingdom, we are witnesses to the return of the blue penguins. By groups, they shake themselves and waddle to their nest. There will be more than 200. And the "beware penguins crossing" roadsign is not here to entertain the tourists. One of them does a great honour by crossing the road in front of us.

Sunday 11 November 2007

From the top of a bridge

Within the pristine landscapes of the Hast Pass, we drive alongside the Kawarau river. A bridge, an elastic rope, a bunch of cracked people. Here we are for a few-second rush of adrenalin. This spot isn't specially high - 43m - but that's here everything started. The first commercial bungie-jump spot opened in 1988. The pioneer of this activity is AJ Hackett and became famous for jumping from the Eiffel tower in 1987 without guards and policemen knowing. He couldn't have a better hype for this fledgling activity. A few months later, he will open the center where we are right now.
Impossible not to attempt the adventure. The heart beat quickly increases while we approach the bridge-overlooking plank, but hard luck, it's better to feel remorse than having regrets. By small leaps, we come brushing against the edge of the plank and we feel alone, desperately alone because the hardest thing is not to dangle at the end of a rope but it's definitely to do this step, the extra step that eliminates the link with the dry land. Afterwards, I cannot relate it, you must live it!
With a loud AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!


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