So Liv dropped me on highway six. I didn't have to wait too long before a nice family picked me up and took me to Blenhiem. From there I hitched another ride to the port town of Picton.
I dropped off my bags and went for my last trail run in the Marlborough sounds, and in New Zealand. It was a good run. Pretty steep and challenging in places, with some great views too.
That night I realised I have become the weird guy in the hostel. I was knackered so I went to bed pretty early. I was woken in the middle of the night by my dorm mates. It transpired, however, that I had been woken in rem sleep. I was completely paralysed. They could see my eyes open when they turned on the light. But I physically couldn't move! They kept talking to me and I wanted to join in. Eventually I managed to get out a long pained groan. They stopped talking to me after that. I'm not sure why.
The next day I hiked over to the ferry and got my ship over to Wellington. I met a nice lady on the ferry off to visit her son in London.
As soon as I got to Wellington I joined up with a young girl also toteing a large backpack and we got the bus to the airport. She was a Canadian, studying in oz and was back off over the Tasman. I flew up to auckland. After a long bus journey I arrived at my friend from uni Chris' place where I was to stay for four nights.
We went to a pub quiz on Tuesday and I cooked us a fish supper on Wednesday. Apart from that I spent most of my time getting free trials at Auckland gyms doing exercise classes.
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