Our entry into the South Island of NZ was quite triumphant, in a lovely sunny day we crossed the Marlborough Sounds that give access to the port of Picton. The ferry went through this bunch of islands and Mountains of covers low-lying vegetation and surrounded by beaches Pequenho. The best, the little human presence, only in some beaches were seen houses half hidden by trees, slight envy. 
First visit: Abel Tasman National Park on the northwest coast. This place is like a paradise of lush vegetation and perfect beaches. Senhor Abel Tasman sailed along these coasts but not going to step on land, left by legs when Maori were loaded part of his crew. Anyway, it was a misunderstanding, the Maori asked: friends or foes? Senhor Tasman replied, without knowing it, enemies ... and shit with the whole team. Seeing the park dedicated to him the play did not turn out bad. We spent two days there. The first was spent in a kayak, along the coast line and islands surrounding Pequenho, stopping at beaches where there was a soul, no doubt Pequenho arm pain was worth it. At the end of the day We shoes to rest in a place called Anchorage where we took a chilly banho to relax the muscles. Some said that the water was cold, but we seemed perfect things about being a North ...
spent the night right there, sunk in a Aquapackers, a new concept midway between backpacker boat (the boat's bottom). Fortunately John and I were promoted common bedroom for double rooms with views. It was not to throw rockets (see John doing numbers to fold a towel), but You should have seen the bedroom. That night, with travelers from all over, a barbecue dinner listening to the waves breaking on the beach, going to complain. In this boat we would know a lot of travelers who then meet again and again over the island, and in the end, everyone visits the same places. 
played the second day walk, we visited one part of the coast up hills, across bridges, landing on beaches as far a kayak you saw someone who had stopped there to rest, im-pre-sio-nan-te. Forests through which we passed were full of a plant that we had already met before around the country ... the fern! The fact is that here, as in the Peruvian jungle, the ferns measure several meters high and are real palm trees. The more we saw that Abel Tasman was the silver fern emblem of New Zealand. In front are green like everyone else, but the reverse is bright white when the light gives. 
The return to the starting point of the park we did in AquaTaxi, as its name implies, are a series of outboard motor running through the beaches picking up people. Most curious was the landing, Port Motueka in a trailer picked up the boats and took them Road to the office of AquaTaxis. The passengers were in and who goes by bus ...
then continue south on the west of the island, on a road along the coast and across the Paparoa Park. If PaideLeo we were there ... in the antipodes of Porrinho. It's a piece of coastline packed with spectacular beaches and amazing rock formations, including Pancake Rocks, which seem to stacks of crepes (or crêpes or pancakes), it is curious. (The picture is not very representative, sorry, you will have to trust me.)
A little more south, with the help of our GPS, we found the exact antipodes of Vigo near a town called Barrytown. I must say that was difficult, look for the antipodes of the school but fell into the sea, not a bad place, but I longed banhos. So look for the antipodes of Cabral (in particular the house of my parents) that if they fall on the ground, and there we planted ... were on the other side of the world ... upside down!
Proceed to the area of \u200b\u200bglaciers, the Franz Joseph and Fox, so in two days from Banh on the beach to walk on ice. It must be said that has nothing to do with the Argentine glaciers, those falling directly into a lake and, although dragging a moraine of earth and stones, his face is white-blue, very clean. NZ's glaciers are more like languages \u200b\u200bthat fall on the bed of a river partially dried, so that his whole face is covered with dust and dirt. There are high walls, and therefore can be scaled directly from the front. What you see behind us in the photos are glaciers, even if they seem, left the Fox and Franz Joseph to the right.
This time you have encouraged me to do trekking on the ice each equipped with crampons, (you can you believe it was cheaper than in El Calafate?), Is an experience to see the ice so closely. As a negative note, it is The guides say that you have (you can not go on your own) have all created a network of stairs for walks. At every step, the steps are rearranging their beaks to facilitate the transition to tourists. Is not this a little aggressive for a glacier? It is, in my opinion, very Environmentally friendly, especially for a country so concerned about the environment and New Zealand.
This time I can not avoid making a voracious culinary input. Given the British presence in New Zealand, everything is not quite English Maori (although there is also much much sushi and Asian immigration to the delight of John). And if we ask: who can cook it the English? The clearest answer I would ... sweets. As shown observe these tremendous triple English muffins! chocolate. God Save the Queen ;) 
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