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Published: April 2nd 2016
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I'm up and out early for my Intercity bus to Greymouth. The driver. Trev, shows at exactly nine o'clock having disappeared up a different street, giving me a minor heart attack thinking the bus stop pick up site had been changed again and I'd be missing another connection - this time a four hour trip! But no, apparently there were other stops in tiny Franz Joseph and I WAS in the right place. Phew...
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