while on a state highway 80 in june 2010 driving towards aoraki mt. cook, i managed to pull over the rented car on the gravel side road and walked away, freezing temperature notwithstanding, while the kids were screaming to get out of the child seats and followed my steps. i ignored them and got the chance which they didn’t have (at that moment), to look around and took in what was, an extraordinary landscape – the southern alps.
aoraki mt. cook, at 3,754m, the highest mountain in new zealand, stood proudly and prominently in front of me. it had a magnificent and timeless quality. although i was not really on a high mountain, but the perspective on the world changes almost immediately.