... or the south island of New Zealand, as it is better known, was our destination for a post-Easter break. Four priest companions, three from Sydney and myself, none of us having been to NZ before, formed a fellowship and flew into Christchurch and motored round some of the island for a week, finally flying back from Queenstown.
The south island is wonderful. My impressions from the plane as we came into land at Christchurch was of how similar it looked to England: fields, hedgerows, woods and hills - it was indeed very like the UK, but with an evident Scottish flavour. Below, NZ's highest peak, Mt Cook, seen from the bottom end of shimmering Lake Pukaki.
I include here some holiday snaps here; sadly they are all views, but actually, the scenery is outstanding. (With the photo of the sign post - note the top indication.)