I think I ate too much
September 11th 2006 We woke up and struck up a conversation with Tamara, the girl at the reception desk. She was a local but spoke excellent English and had traveled all around NZ. She recommended that we take a trip to Lake Garda, about an hour away. We went to a local supermarket and got a couple of massive bits of pizza and some cartons of juice for a good deal and then got a bus out to the lake. It was a warm day
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