So I caught the bus down to Dunedin today and had half a day there. Which was about a quarter of a day more than I needed. Admittedly it just rained for the whole time I was there which didn’t improve my image of the town. But even with good weather it would still be a bit of a dreary provincial town, reminiscent of what I imagine small towns in the mid-west of America to look like. Functional. But with limited character. Somehow my brother and his wife managed to spend a whole year working at the hospital here - I can only imagine they achieved this by spending as little time outside of work in the town. Looking forward to getting on two wheels tomorrow and pedalling as fast as possible outta here!