We departed the north island and reached the south island by a ferry called the Interislander. It runs from Wellington 92 km to a very small town in the Marlborough region on the north east coast of the south island called Picton. Dave found it fun(ny) to pester me everytime I said the word ferry by responding "What'cha call me?" It's a family joke to carry things on for much longer than we should, so I think I will be hearing this response for months to come.
The ferry route took us from Wellington through the Cook Strait into the Marlborough Sounds, throughTory Channel, and on to the Queen Charlotte Sound before arriving in Picton. The ferry resembled more of a cruise ship-- filled with shops, food courts, and seats that appeared to be have taken out of the first-class cabin of an aircraft. The views were phenomenal, but the cabin itself was absolutely freezing. We were pretty uncomfortable actually. They say the journey is one of the best of any ferry in the world and it reminded us a lot of the inside passage of Alaska (although on a much smaller scale!).
The ferry route took us from Wellington through the Cook Strait into the Marlborough Sounds, throughTory Channel, and on to the Queen Charlotte Sound before arriving in Picton. The ferry resembled more of a cruise ship-- filled with shops, food courts, and seats that appeared to be have taken out of the first-class cabin of an aircraft. The views were phenomenal, but the cabin itself was absolutely freezing. We were pretty uncomfortable actually. They say the journey is one of the best of any ferry in the world and it reminded us a lot of the inside passage of Alaska (although on a much smaller scale!).
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