Okay, that was an evil, evil trip. When the captain comes on the tannoy and says "We're just heading out into the Cook Straight and it's pretty bad out there, though the worst will be over in about 50 minutes" it can't be a good thing. He was right, but that first hour was as close as I've come to spewing over the little old lady sitting next to me as I'd ever like to come...

Alton Towers ought to market it as a new ride, just so long as they spray the ride with eau de vomit first for that authentic touch!

Early night, gotta get up early to start my drive down the east coast to Kaikouru.