Crampons and Ice

I actually had a dream about writing this blog last night- it was full of witty comments that left you all amazed and delighted- but it all seems to have disappeared from my head now I sit down to write. By the way, you really have to smack the o key down on this keyboard, so there may be some o's missing later...
Katie and I left Queenstown quite thankfully and arrived at Fox Glacier thursday afternoon. We were staying in a hostel that had a sort of mini cinema- three rows of cinema seats in a normal sized room- so we stayed in and had a ghostbusters fest, hurrah! Fox Glacier town was tiny and had no scones for sale (Katie and I now seem to judge a town on whether we can get scones or not). But we did go to rather a classy pub, and bought fortune chocolates for a dollar. My fortune read 'you will win a prize'. I'm taking this at its word and we've decided to invest in lottery tickets. Friday I went for a day-long hike on the glacier which was absolutely fabulous. The weather was pretty clear and sunny so I didn't get too cold, except when I had to stand still for an hour while our buff guides carved out steps in the ice with axes. (They were very buff, but unfortunately, a little young). I did fall over on the ice and cut my hand (which is unsuprising, if I can injure myself I will) but the walk was amazing- we crawled through ice caves and walked through big cravasses. Now I must go as I've run out of time. Bye bye!!
I (Kt) would like to add, I went for a walk round a small lake while Sally was off being adventurous. Yes. Not very exciting, but I didn't want you to be sat thinking - i wonder what katie was doing. Now you know. And you probably wish you didn't. Bye!!!