Only when you have experienced the bad, do you appreciate the good!

After spending a few days on the small idyllic farm, we decided to continue towards the East Coast to Timaru. Once we arrived at the hostel, it was clear to me that we would only stay one night (after all, we had already paid) and not a second longer. The guy at the reception was like a hyperactive little man on drugs, it smelled of cheese feet everywhere, and the hostel was full of disgusting old guys. To our pure joy, they all slept in our dorm room as well. We immediately looked for an escape and went to the nearby beach. It was relatively unspectacular and the (once again) bad weather prevented any outdoor activities. Going back to the hostel was not an option either. So we spent a peaceful day at a normal swimming pool. I dreaded the coming night and it turned out to be even worse than expected. I felt like I was sleeping in the middle of the street next to a smelly snoring bum on a ventilation grate... It was terribly loud because of the main road, the old guys snored like a whole sawmill, my mattress definitely did not deserve the name mattress, and the bed squeaked with every slightest movement as if you were slaughtering a pig. No, I'm not exaggerating, Jonas also found the night terrible and we left early in the morning, without breakfast, to get away.

However, at this point, I would also like to mention that there are also many beautiful and clean hostels that are well organized, have friendly staff, and where you can have a pleasant night in a dorm room with a great mattress.

The next stop was at the Moeraki boulders. An estimated 30 round stones lying on a beach and 100 Asians standing on them taking selfies (see pictures). It is presented in New Zealand as a special attraction that you absolutely have to see. In my opinion, that can be debated.

After two boring days and a terrible night, we had already had enough of the East Coast and drove back to the West. In the next night, we wanted to save some money and went to a campground. Bad decision, the next morning it was pouring rain and the whole tent was soaking wet. Oh well, better times will come again, we thought, and our conclusion of the last days was: Only when you have experienced the bad, do you appreciate the good!