Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Enchanted Evenings in Sacramento: Eric Kunze in SOUTH PACIFIC

My hobby of collecting bonus miles from using my credit cards to charge everything from gum to auto insurance has enabled me to fly free across the country to see my friend Eric perform in various musicals.  This time I was able to fly first class on US Airways (using American airmiles) and returning on Southwest miles.  The purpose of the trip was to see Eric do SOUTH PACIFIC in Sacramento at California Musical Theater.  I had done the musical years ago as Music Director at Troy Players and had fond memories of the show.  Of course, there was no comparison to the budget, scope and magnitude of the SMT production.

Their cast was perfectly chosen by the director, Glenn Casale.  Eric played Lt. Cable, a preppy officer who falls in love with Liat, a Polynesian girl, but is unable to bring himself to marry her due to her skin color.  A similar plotline is the romance between nurse Nellie and Emile DeBeque, who she finds out was married to a Polynesian woman, who later died, and has two children by her. The theme of the musical is to show racial bigotry.  My research revealed that the musical was based upon the book, "Tales of the South Pacific", by James Mitchener, written in 1946.  I obtained the book and read it in it's entirety on my flight out west.  It provided me with the perfect base upon which to see the musical five times that week.  Each chapter was devoted to a different character, Lt. Cable and Liat's story being the longest.  The chapters of the book were cleverly woven together into a cohesive story and adapted into a musical by composer Oscar Hammerstein and Joshua Logan, military advisor, with music by Richard Rodgers.

I hit the ground running.  After landing in Sacramento at noon on Wednesday, I picked up my rental car and drove to the downtown Holiday Inn Express, directly across the street from the theater.  It was the hotel of choice for cast and friends and family of the cast because of its proximity to the theater.  But that is nothing compared to Eric, who had arrived two weeks ago, fresh from his run of THE LITTLE MERMAID in Dallas, Houston and Atlanta.  He had only two weeks to prepare for the next role.  Luckily he had done it twice before.  He literally got off the plane from Atlanta and went straight to the barber for a haircut and costume fittings.  The next day came publicity photos and rehearsals.  Less than two weeks later the show was up and running to rave reviews.

I was to see the show five nights in a row.  I met up with friends and fans of Eric at the theater and we greeted him at the stage door each night after the performance, walking back to the hotel with him.   My days were full of meeting new friends, old friends and fans of Eric. A young friend from San Jose, Carolyn,  drove up to spend the night with me and attend the show.  On Saturday there were two groups who gathered.  The first was made up of people from Fodors travel website.  With the exception of Phil and Marisa, I only knew them from their posts in the forum.  The group met me at Cafeteria 15L and we had a great time visiting from 11:30 until 4:30, when my next group from the Eric Kunze fansite met there, at the very same long table.

Most of those people were new online friends as well.  I said goodbye to my Fodors friends and continued the party, which consisted of my friend Susan and her parents, who had seen Eric in the matinee that day;  Jane who brought leis and goody bags,  and Sheryl;  Perry who brought his mother Eleanor to the matinee, Gale, who had traveled from San Jose in a wheelchair by train, Rena, also from San Jose, Robert, a new friend and admirer of Eric and Craig and Lori, new to our group.

My visit ended on the last night with a cast party at the hotel on the closing night of the show, always a sad time for performers. But it's a small elite group who most likely will be performing again in the future. It was a privilege to get to meet and chat with many of them.

Here is a slideshow of my favorite pics from SOUTH PACIFIC:

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Charleston Wedding - Mr. and Mrs. Snider

Jess and Lee fell in love with Charleston during their several visits there and when they got engaged they decided they wanted to bring their friends and family to the city they love to celebrate their marriage.  This June almost a hundred people traveled from Michigan and Ohio to do just that.  Despite hot and humid weather, typical for that time of year in the south, they had the fairytale wedding of their dreams.  The destination wedding afforded us all a chance to incorporate a vacation into our plans.  Michael Jon, Tifany, Nathan, Georg and I shared a condo and many of the bridal party and Jess and Lee were just across the street.  Caroline, Mike, Danielle, Joel and Linda rented a house not too far away.  Heidi, Nino and the girls and Pete and Pam were in a hotel together.

There were so many fun times that week, from sharing a meal on the ocean to swimming in our condo pool.  Nathan, who was ring bearer in the ceremony, and who is best friends with Joel, was just one of the "guys" and seemed to have the best time hanging around the young adults.  We loved having extended time with Michael, Tifany and Nathan, which we seldom have enough time to do at home.  This is a trip that will remain fondly in our memories for the rest of our lives.  But most special of all was the opportunity to see two young people, so much in love, start their new lives together.  It was a privilege to have been a part of that.  Their honeymoon was in my dream place on earth:  Kauai.

Monday, June 09, 2014

A Blessed Bridal Shower

It was three months in the planning and daily prayer for good weather for the outdoor Alice in Wonderland theme bridal shower for my niece Jessica and the love of her life, Lee. Sunday, June 8th dawned with a steady drizzle, which escalated into a full-scale rainstorm. Setting up the tables with linens and table setting were delayed as we continued to beseech the Lord for a nice day. Lo and behold, an hour before the party was to start the sun broke forth. If I had written my requests for the weather that day, it would not have been more perfect than what the Lord presented us with: blue sky, sunshine, perfect temperature, no wind. The air was filled with laughter and love as the couple's friends and family gathered to celebrate their precious love story. We look forward to an even more amazing day in a little over two weeks to celebrate their nuptuals in Charleston. View and download photos in my Picasa web album by clicking on the photo below:
Jessica Shower

Friday, March 07, 2014

Visiting Prince Eric in Dallas

Short weekend trips to see Eric Kunze performances give me the opportunity to see cities I might not visit.  Attending the theater in the evening leaves my days free to explore and get to know my surroundings.  I've been to Boston, St. Louis, Philly, Hartford, Sacramento, Lake Havasu, Vero Beach, Washington DC, Montreal and Ottawa.  Now I can add Dallas to that list.   I was there to see him as "Prince Eric" in the touring company of "The Little Mermaid".  I had already seen him in that role in  The Music Circus in Sacramento, but this was a totally different cast and production, with more elaborate sets, costumes and special effects. 


The Music Hall at Fair Park Pavilion seats 3500 people and was nearly sold out for every performance. 

Tuesday, February 04, 2014

Sydney and Auckland Trip Report 2014

I've already written a short review, mainly of the cruise portion of our trip in my previous post.  This report will focus more on the land part of our trip.

So, to start at the beginning: we flew from Michigan to LA and spent the night at the airport Hilton before our long flight across the Pacific.  That evening we treated ourselves and ate dinner at the iconic space-age Encounter Restaurant at the airport. It has a unique look you would recognize if you saw a photo of it anywhere. I was surprised that the food was pretty good and nicely presented, because the clientele didn't appear to be the type looking for expensive fine dining. There were a couple of kids playing at a table. Some people had luggage near them and everyone was dressed casually. It was not very full. The waiter told us the restaurant had been bought and would be revamped in the next weeks. It will be interesting to see what they do with it.

Because our flight to Auckland wasn't to depart until 9pm we had purchased a late check-out from the Hilton and had a leisurely breakfast and lunch.  Late in the afternoon our traveling companions, who drove in from San Diego met us at the hotel and together we took the hotel shuttle to the Air New Zealand terminal. Our flight had been included in the cruise price, but we paid a bit extra to upgrade to premium economy.

Premium economy was SO worth it! Two seats occupied the space of what normally be three seats in coach. The seats were leather and wrapped around you. You could choose two seats slightly facing each other with a little armrest/table in the middle (for couples) or seats facing away from each other on the side configuration. All seats were totally private - I could not see another person. We had all the amenities of first class except that our seats didn't recline completely. Our entertainment package, service, food were all the same as first class, starting with champagne, then appetisers, entrée, dessert. There was a huge entertainment menu, with TV shows, movies, music. It certainly made the 12 hour flight to Auckland much more bearable.

Once in Auckland, we transferred to another 3-1/2 hour flight to Sydney. Our cruiseline (Regent Seven Seas) had us at The Four Seasons in Sydney and we were happy to finally arrive in our room to find a lovely tray with wine, cheese, crackers, nuts and fruit, along with a welcome letter from the hotel manager. We had a perfect view of the Opera House from our hotel window.  The breakfast buffet was included in our package and was just lovely. There is a great place right across the street from the hotel called Jacksons on George that has amazing Irish pub food and we ended up eating there numerous times. Try the lamb shanks or the steak and kidney pie with yummy mashed potatoes and a nice glass of ale!  We kept finding Georg's name on everything (a throwback to when Australia was settled by the English.)

I always walk for hours on the first morning to get my bearings and do my photography and this was no exception.  I was up at sunrise to take photos of the Opera House before it got too crowded. It was great walking around the harbor watching the food workers set up their stalls and workmen wash the sidewalks. Everything was pristine. Soon people were piling on the ferries, going to work or to the beaches. There are tons of restaurants in the area to choose from. Later the four of us returned to eat at the Opera Bar. They had it set up like an Australian barbeque and had clean white underwear hung from all the umbrellas to simulate washlines. The atmosphere was cordial and festive. There was lots of different food to choose from. I chose sushi.

From the Opera House we walked through the Botanical Gardens, admiring the water views and the enormous ficus trees. The hotel was near The Rocks, a good place to seek out souvenirs that are a little out of the ordinary. I purchased a boomerang for my grandson with an Aboriginal design burned onto it and also a black and white shoulder bag with a similar design.

 We had purchased tickets in advance online to have Breakfast With the Koalas at the Wildlife Sydney Zoo in Darling Harbor. I wasn't expecting to enjoy myself as much as I did. We were admitted early so as to enjoy the place before it was open to the public. The breakfast was decent, the staff were extremely friendly and helpful and, although we were not able to actually hold a Koala, we were at least able to get really close to them and I took some great photos. The price includes a photo that they take of you with the Koalas.

Included in our pre-cruise package was a bus excursion to the Blue Mountains. I was glad to get out of the city and see the countryside in the comfort of a tourbus, rather than having to rent a car and get used to driving on the left. We rode on the cable car, as well as on the "world's steepest railway", a rather quick ride reminiscent of a roller coaster going straight down. That area was the one time on our trip we were plagued by annoying flies, which later helped me to understand the hat one of our ship waiters was wearing as a joke, which had corks on strings attached all around the brim.

 Everyone envied me my scarf which I waved steadily to keep the flies off my face. Nevertheless, it didn't spoil the beauty of the mountains, the Three Sisters and the water views.

We also took a cruise in the harbor, where we were served a nice lunch and were brought to Manly Beach for a few hours, where we walked around, had an ice cream, watched the surfers and took in the local color. The next day, we were to board the ship and proceed to the next leg of our journey

Our ship was delayed in Sydney because of high seas on the open water, so we departed in the morning, instead of the evening before.  Because of that, we were unable to make our first stop, Milford Sound.  We were all pretty disappointed about that, but everything about the ship was so perfect it made us feel a bit better.  After three days at sea, it was exciting to spot land as we approached Dunedin.  Our first glimpse was a lighthouse and then the misty hills emerged, covered with cormorants or albatross, I don't know which, they from a distance looked like dots, until I got the binoculars.

Our next stop was a farm called Nature's Wonders, a family-run business that supports its conservation efforts of the many beautiful acres through tours on 8 person Argo vehicles.  It is an area reputed to have the world's rarest penguins, fur seals, a breeding colony of cormorants, a ride up 620 feet and then a beachfront ride where we "might" see the penguins.  They supplied us with rainjackets to protect us from the dust and mud and we climbed (or were hoisted, in my case) into the vehicles which took us on a wild ride through mud puddles and up and down rutted paths.  We stopped at a hilltop vista to take photos and ended up at a lookout where we could see the seals sunning themselves.  The next stop, to see penguins, was a very steep walkway down into a grotto where we had to remain absolutely silent and not take photos, in order to glimpse a couple of nests of baby penguins through holes in the rocks.

 The only grown penguin we saw emerged out of the ocean just in time for us to take a few photos.  The Otago Peninsula, as witnessed there and back on our tour bus was absolutely breathtaking, the beginning of my extreme admiration of the New Zealand countryside in general.

The next day we set out for Christchurch, driving through the picturesque beachside village of Akaroa.  While Dunedin was founded by the Scots, Akaroa was a French and English settlement. New Zealand dates back to the 700's when it was discovered by the Polynesians with a Maori culture until 1840 when it was brought into the British empire with a treaty giving the Maoris equal rights with British citizens. As we were driving through Christchurch we saw evidence of the devastating earthquake of 2011, from which the city is still recovering.

We were brought to the Avon River, which flows through the center of the city.  The banks are lined with gardens, trees, flowers, families and couples picnicking or just relaxing on the grass.  People smiled and waved as we floated by, even small chidren.

From their website:  "“Welcome aboard,” says your punter, dressed in striped blazer, braces, and wearing the straw hat known as a boater. Punting on the Avon is one of the iconic tourist attractions in Christchurch. Like punting at Oxford and Cambridge in England, our punting experience uses flat-bottomed boats with no keel, pushed by a pole. The punter stands on a platform at the end."

Afterward we boarded an open train which took us through the city's botanical garden.  Back on the bus, our next stop was for lunch at Melton Estate , the first, but not last, winery on our trip.  Another day took us via yet another boat to Queen Charlotte Sound, a pleasant but rather uneventful tour, which might be just as well, since the next two days were jam packed with adventures.

While I was wildly taking photos through the window, my husband had taken to falling asleep on the daily bus rides.  Poor dear, he's not used to that much activity all at once!

Our ship docked in Wellington and off we went on a bus tour of the Wellington storm coast and up to Pencarrow Lodge where we were treated to a lovely tea and then a sheep herding demonstration. They have a beautifully furnished lodge where they do weddings and cater festive occasions.
The food was delicious and the view from their vantage point high on a hill overlooking the water with the city off in the distance was outstanding.  The sheep were happily munching on grass, until the whistle blew and the dogs rounded them up in a tight little circle.  It was a lot of fun watching the dogs respond to their owner's every command with his little whistle hanging from his neck.

As we returned to the ship, a longtime friend picked us up at the port.  We had not seen each other since the 80's.  He was a young man at the time, now he is 50.  Since that time he has become a well known opera singer, not just in New Zealand but around the world. He also works in Parliament, so he was able to take us on a personal tour of the building, since they were on holiday break. He knows Peter Jackson (Lord of the Rings) and were from the same area in New Zealand, so we got to see the outside of some of the sound stages and studios where the films were worked on.  We had several delightful hours with him before he dropped us back off.

Our final day at sea, we came into port at Tauranga (Bay of Plenty, so named by Captain James Cook).  A scenic drive took us through the many kiwifruit orchards, protected by rows and rows of tall hedges.  Our driver told us that the hedges kept the fruit was being bruised by the winds.  The are three types of kiwi in New Zealand.

First, the fruit, second the bird and the people are also nicknamed "Kiwis".  We arrived at Wai-O-Tapu ("Sacred Waters") Thermal Wonderland and what a wonderland it was!  The odor of sulphur crept into our bus before the door was opened.  The otherworldly landscape soon made me forget the smell as I was trying to capture the brilliantly colored pools and bubbling mud baths on film.  A red-ringed pond, The Champagne Pool, so-called because it had tiny bubbles on the surface;  a brilliant chartreuse green pond;  steam rising from the surface of the water, obscuring our views temporarily until a puff of wind gave us a clear view again.  This was hands down my favorite tour of the trip.  I love seeing the natural wonders of God's beautiful earth and this was totally His creation.  It was so spectacular I would have been happy to end the day on that note.

However, our next stop was Lake Rotorua, where we would have lunch and a Maori presentation on a Mississippi-style paddleboat.  As if that weren't enough, the bus took us to yet another place: Rainbow Springs Park where we should have been able to see live kiwi birds.  The park was beautiful, but the protected "live Kiwi" were in a dark glass walled enclosure and no one was able to see anything.  The only kiwi birds we saw were stuffed and in cases in the museum at the other end of the enclosure. Each person/couple was asked to stand with their hands outstretched to have their photo taken and at the end the photos were revealed to us, photoshopped with a kiwi bird in our hands.  I did buy the hokey photo, mainly to support the conservation efforts of the organization.

As much as we had appreciated all we had seen, by the time we returned to the ship that evening, we resolved not to be on a bus for quite some time to come. We had to be packed and off the ship by 9am the next morning, so it was a late night, having our last wonderful dinner on board and getting organized for departure. Our customs forms had questions about what we were bringing into New Zealand.  No animal products, food, wood.  Wood?  I had bought my grandson a boomerang.  So I declared it on the form.  Customs wanted to see it, so I had to dig through all of our luggage looking for it.  She looked at it, admired it and gave it back to me.  Sheesh!

A quick taxi ride to our hotel, the Hotel DeBrett, a stone's throw from the harbor.  I had done a lot of research on where to stay in Auckland and (patting myself on the back) I must say I found the coolest hotel ever! It's a boutique hotel with only 25 individually designed rooms.


There is personally designed handwoven carpeting from 100% New Zealand wool throughout, with eclectic furniture and artwork collected by the owner over the years.  It had a very arty mid-century modern/Danish modern feel. Our room had a balcony overlooking the common area below us, including a fireplace, conversation pit and breakfast room.  The ceiling was glass, revealing the lights of the city skyscrapers.  It is well situated and we could find many neat little restaurants within a short walk.

Best of all there was a wonderful library where we could wait until our room was ready (we had arrived in the morning.)  There was free Wi-Fi and even an Apple laptop for guest's use.  I took a funny photo of three of us, all on wireless devices, and our fourth companion reading an actual book! There was an honor bar and you could help yourself, just write what you consumed in the book. Later in the library we attended a complimentary wine hour in the library where we had a chance to talk with and compare notes with interesting travelers from around the world.

Lunch that day was at the Occidental, just around the corner, where I had my last chance to eat New Zealand green lip mussels.  They are only available fresh in New Zealand and are easily three times the size of the ones I get back home.  I had discovered them on the ship and was happy to have them one last time in Auckland.

The last day of our amazing adventure was a ferry ride to and a relaxing stroll through the seaside village of Devonport.  We were definitely burned out and were winding down from the excitement of the last two and half weeks. The first thing you see when walking into town is the charming Esplanade Hotel and a Clydesdale - horse drawn carriage.

Shops and restaurants line both sides of the main street.  We sat in the park at the water and watched the sailboats in the harbor with the city in the background.  Auckland is known as the "City of Sails" and I can see why. Our day ended with a light dinner at Mecca in town and a quick ferry ride back to Auckland. 

We collected our luggage from the DeBrett and took a taxi to the airport.  The flight seemed easier than on the way over, probably because we flew directly from Auckland to Los Angeles, which cut 3-1/2 hours off of our time.  I never sleep on airplanes (or anywhere else for that matter) so I passed the time by watching four movies, one after the other, getting up regularly to get the blood flowing again.  Georg and our companions had no trouble with that and fell asleep soon after our meal was served (and a few glasses of wine!)  Upon landing we all went back to the airport Hilton and sadly parted company from our friends, who were driving back home.  After almost three weeks of their companionship, we were really going to miss being with them.

We were spending the night in LA before flying back home to Michigan, so I was looking forward to an afternoon in the sun poolside.  No such luck.  As I opened one of our suitcases, looking for my bathing suit, instead I found a strange laptop computer and a suitbag with a man's suit in it.  It took me a minute to process the fact that we had someone else's luggage and someone had ours.  Numerous panicked phone calls back and forth settled the fact we had to return to the airport and straighten out the mess.  Two hours later we had our suitcase back and I'm sure the owner of the other bag was relieved as well.  By that time, it was too late to hit the pool.  Instead we walked to Carl's Jr. (a familiar hamburger chain out west).  It felt so good to be eating something as ordinary as a hamburger after all the amazing gourmet fare to which we had become accustomed.

Our flight home the next day was uneventful with one exception.  I had almost forgotten about our limousine reservation and when we entered the baggage claim, there he was, with a baggage cart at the ready, sign in hand:  Mr. and Mrs. Georg Wunschl. Our fellow passengers stared at us as we pointed out our bags and he retrieved them and ushered us out the door to our waiting chariot.  The ride home was our last opportunity for luxury for quite some time.  We savored every last minute, even as he brought our bags right into our house.  Ah, what a life!  It was truly a trip of a lifetime with memories that will never be lost, thanks to the 1800 photos I took.

Friday, January 31, 2014

Bucket List Down Under

It has been a lifelong dream to visit the other side of the world, namely, Australia and specifically, Sydney.  This year our dream became a reality.  The planning began in January of last year when we received a cruise brochure covering Australia and New Zealand.  After much research, discussion and prayer we settled which cruise line to use: Regent Seven Seas.  A small luxury ship, all was included in the price:  flight, land tours, internet, gratuities, and all food and drink.  In addition each room had a balcony, one of my non-negotiable issues.  We decided that to fly that far we needed extra comfort on the 12 hour flight, so we upgraded to premium economy seating, which gave us virtually everything a first class seat had, except for a bed.

We felt spoiled from the moment we walked onboard and were greeted with a glass of champagne, our luggage was waiting in our cabin, as well as a welcome tray with a bottle of Champagne, flowers and fruit. The cabin was almost nicer than our house.  Everyone who saw our photos exclaimed "That is your cabin on a ship???"  A beautiful marble bathroom with a shower AND a bathtub.  A walk-in-closet, which I don't even have at home, an extremely comfortable bed with as many pillow as we wanted, a lighted vanity and chair, a sitting area, desk, sofa, two chairs and a coffee table that was transformed into a dining table when room service used a tabletop which was stored in the closet.  There were comfortable furry throws which we used to sit on the wicker-type furniture on the deck at night, binoculars in the cabinet, a flat screen TV and our own Illy Espresso maker.  I could easily live in that space indefinitely.

When it came to food, every lunch and dinner was like dining in the finest restaurant back home.  You could order anything you wanted, as much as you wanted.  One dinner, for example, I had fois gras sliders and tuna tartare as appetisers, beef wellington and butter poached lobster an an entree and grand marnier souffle with vanilla sauce for dessert.  Each day there was a themed lunch on the pool deck: once it was an Australian buffet, including kangaroo and crocodile, and every type of barbeque.  The next day was a seafood buffet, with local New Zealand green lip mussels, king crab legs, made-to-order Pad Thai, sushi, fish curry and paella.  In addition, there was an afternoon tea with the most amazing desserts imaginable.  If we were still hungry (haha) we could order from the room service menu and did that for breakfast every day but one. Talk about an embarassment of riches!  The food was so intricate and amazing, we couldn't wait to get an ordinary burger the day we got off the ship.

We spent five days in Sydney before the cruise and one day post cruise in Auckland. We stayed at the Four Seasons, just a short walk from the harbor.  What a thrill to walk around that famous Opera House in the early morning hours and examine it from every beautiful angle.  As the morning wore on, workers piled onto the ferries in their version of rush hour.  Despite it being a workday people were friendly, relaxed and cordial.  "G'day mate" was heard more than once. 

Our pre-cruise tours included a boat cruise of the harbor one day and a trip out of town to the Blue Mountains on the next.

The scenery of the Blue Mountains was breathtaking.  We saw it them in many different ways: on the world's steepest railway, on a cablecar and by tourbus.  The cliffs to the left reminded us of the cliffs of Dover in England.

This is called "The Three Sisters".

Our favorite restaurant (Jacksons on George St.) was right across the street from the hotel and we ate most of our dinners there.  It is a reasonably priced Irish pub with fabulous pub fare, including wonderful lamb shanks and steak and kidney pie.  We saw the name George used in many names, a nod to the British background of Australia, and King George.  McDonalds had a big billboard with a picture of a meat pie, called a "Georgie Pie".  I took a photo of Georg in front of it.  There was even an intersection of George and Margaret streets.  We all have to call him Georgie Pie from now on.

A highlight of our stay in Sydney was breakfast with the koalas at the Sydney Wildlife Encounter in Darling Harbor.  While we were not able to actually physically hold them,  we were able to get up close and personal with them and other unique wildlife indigenous to Australia, including wallabee, kangaroo and the laughing kookaburra.

I don't know the name of the enchanting ducks, but aren't they beautiful?

Koalas sleep most of the day, but we were there in the early morning hours, before any other visitors and it was feeding time.

Laughing Kookaburra - and it does sound like it's laughing

After five days in Sydney, we watched the Voyager come into port from our hotel window with great anticipation.  We checked at 4:00 that afternoon. Onboard, it was a beautiful evening in Sydney and we had an amazing dinner on deck with a perfect view of the illuminated bridge, Opera House and shimmering water.

This was the view from the balcony of our cabin, our last night in Sydney.  I couldn't get enough of that view!


Included in our cruise were many free land tours from which to choose. Most involved taking a coach with a guide to the countryside, which was so beautiful. The large windows afforded me the opportunity to take many photos from the bus. On one of the tours we boarded a punt boat (a flat bottomed boat guided by handsome young men, like Venetian gondoliers) on the Avon River in Christchurch.

This wasn't our gondolier, but he was so cute I couldn't resist!

On another tour we had a wild ride on 8 person Argo vehicles in Dunedin, roaring through puddles and up and down steep embankments.  We had to wear rubber rain jacket to protect our clothing from the water and dust.  On our first stop we observed a colony of seals sunning themselves and on the following we stealthily peeked through holes in the rocks to see nests of fuzzy baby penguins.  The adult penguins were nowhere in sight, but later we spotted a lone penguin emerging from the sea on its way back to it's young.

Another day, another tour.  We had a wine tasting at a winery and then later tea and refreshments at an enchanting sheep farm followed by a sheep herding demonstration by a Crocodile Dundee lookalike at Pencarrow Lodge in Wellington.   It was funny:  On our first tour day, our first sighting of a sheep in the wild caused a flurry of cameras snapping furiously.  By the last days, we had seen hundreds of sheep, for which New Zealand is known.

New Zealand is better known for its white wines, like Sauvignon Blanc, especially from the Marlborough region.  Australia is famous for its reds, such as Shiraz.  We were fortunate that our ship offered a great selection of wines from these regions.

Border collies, used in sheep herding. 

The whistle around his neck had the dogs trained to his every command.

I think my favorite sight was here.  I took hundreds of photos of the incredible colors at the Hot Springs and Thermal Baths in Rotorua.  In the end, I found myself with the daunting chose of having 1800 trip photos to edit and whittle down, which I liken to having to choose amongst favorite children.

It took me forever and many photos to catch this bubble just at the second before it burst.

A special treat in Wellington was a completely unexpected opportunity to visit with an old friend we had not had contact with in almost 30 years.  We happened to be in port and available at the same time as him.  A great grandson of a Maori King, a renowned opera singer and resident of New Zealand, Zane Jarvis had visited our home many years ago while he was in the missionary field and we had a short but sweet time of fellowship together. As it happened, he was in town and available and picked up us at the ship.  Spending the afternoon together, he drove us all over town, showing us Lord of the Rings studios, beachhouses Peter Jackson had built for the cast, (he knows Peter Jackson), up to a mountain lookout, and down to a lovely beach location where we had coffee and finally he took us to Parliament for a private tour, because he works there.  He promised to visit us in the States as soon as possible.  His greeting and farewell to us was "Kia Ora" a lovely Maori phrase meaning "Be well/healthy", doubling for "Hi" or "Goodbye".  Hear Zane sing the French National Anthem.

The New Zealanders are among the friendliest in the world.  I've heard it compared to all the good things combined about the States, only back in the 1950's.  As we were punting on the Avon, we witnessed picnickers teaching their little children to stand, smile and wave to us as we floated by.


The night before the last day at sea I found myself getting teary during the crew's farewell show in the  Constellation Theater on the ship.  I felt such gratitude for the amazing experiences we had and the love and care we felt onboard and on land.  I felt we were guided in all the choices we made planning the trip, beginning with choosing Regent Cruises, our choice of Australia and New Zealand, our choice of cabin, our choice of tours.  They were perfect and I wouldn't change one thing.  My memories will stay alive for the rest of my life due to the many photos I took.

A few last photos, taken from our balcony at the end of the trip, a parting gift from the Lord, displaying His majesty.


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