We got up this morning, and while our bodies feel sore, I think the aching, burning, pain is a little bit less. We drove to Buller Gorge, where we went across New Zealand’s longest swing bridge (110m). It was incredibly scary for me. It wobbled back and forth and you could feel it bounce with every step. It went over a really pretty river though. I felt a little bit like Indiana Jones at the end of The Temple of Doom, when he crosses the rickety old bridge. I felt very brave having crossed it. We did a short loop walk around the island, stopping off to look at the river and climb on some rocks. At a lot of these rivers/beaches that have rocks all around them, people pile them up in little stacks. It's
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