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Well, wouldn't you look smug too?

NEW ZEALAND SOLO

21 July to 6 August 2002

 

The Matriarch made good her escape -- at least for a couple of weeks -- by dint of a cheap Internet fare on Freedom Air and a lot of hours on the 'Net. Definitely worth the effort, though. I ended up with a trip that packed most of the country into 16 days; I did (nearly) everything I hoped to do; stayed within budget; AND all my carefully-plotted travel arrangements worked out spot-on. What more could a girl want?

Seeing I could reasonably take only a couple of weeks, I had to be strict with myself about priorities. New Zealand is a country I've always wanted to visit, and it offers so much. After much to-ing and fro-ing between brochures for self-drive and unescorted coach tours, maps, the Lonely Planet guide and a zillion websites, I whittled down my list of must-dos to:

and decided I'd have to hire a car for at least part of the trip. I wasn't keen on the idea of driving alone in the remoter parts of the South Island, though (particularly not knowig what to expect with weather and road conditions mid-winter), so coach travel the rest of the time seemed the best bet.

Luckily New Zealand is well-supplied with very competitive car hire firms, so I had little trouble organising a small car through Ezi-Rent, the budget-priced arm of Nationwide. A five day, 3-in-1 New Zealand Travel Pass took care of the rest (intercity coach travel, ferry crossing from Wellington to Picton, and 2 long-distance rail journeys), again for a very reasonable cost and all booked on the Internet.

I did splurge on a domestic flight from Christchurch to Auckland at the end of my itinerary, but at less than AU$100 it was as cheap as, and a lot more convenient than land transport back to Hamilton for my flight home. Internet bookings took care of all my accommodation arrangements: similarly, I was able to pre-book all but one sightseeing excursion by email.

Obsessive-compulsive creature that I am, I felt eversomuch more comfortable with the prospect of a solo trip knowing that I didn't have to worry about finding motels and booking agents or hassling around with timetables once I got there. I even printed out my very own, highly professional-looking tour itinerary in A5 booklet format, which proved to be a very good idea: I had all the information I needed every day tucked in my handbag like a security blanket (yes, I know, I SAID I was obsessive). Still, I had the satisfaction of having done it all myself and having got exactly what I wanted.

And the trip was BRILLIANT.

 


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