Arriving at Lyttelton, New Zealand
February 18, 1994
As soon as I was through [with customs], I ran up on deck to see what it looked like. It
was incredible! Trees! Grass! Bushes! Everything was dark green and
orangish yellow, with the blue-green harbor water and the blue sky. There
were plenty of smaller boats out in the harbor escorting us in, some
official-looking and some purely recreational. Some were motor boats, but
some were sailboats, which I found particularly refreshing.
Approaching Lyttelton, New Zealand
There was a Scottsman up on the front deck playing the bagpipes as we made
our way into the harbor. It was a very exciting mood, and I was filled with
very strong emotions as we were surrounded by the pine-covered hills and very
nice looking homes along the mountain ridges and small peninsulas. It was
the first sight of civilization since we left Ushuaia, which was very
impovershed looking itself compared to Lyttelton.
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