If you read my posts about the north island, you might have realized that I am minorly obsessed with New Zealand. Warning: I will only get more enthusiastic from this point onward. Dear readers, welcome to Abel Tasman National Park!
I am majorly obsesed with Abel Tasman. It’s difficult to imagine anything more relaxing than glamping on the edge of a park featuring shocking blue water and pristine beaches. I would not have left my luxury tent at The Barn (real beds! cheaper than a dorm!), but after four nights I remembered that I had booked a flight to Australia. For shame.
Hiking is a great way to see the park – one of New Zealand’s Great Walks winds along the coast. I’d also strongly recommend getting out on the water. From a catamaran, I got a completely different and equally lovely view of the park. You can also kayak or take a water taxi. And, as you can see from the collage above, you can ride a horse on the beach! Hooray!
Just outside the entrance to the park, there’s a funky art gallery to explore and a few food options. My fellow backpackers and I strongly recommend The Fat Tui, a truck that serves delicious burgers. One of their burgers is the perfect reward after a long hike. Let’s be real, though – it’s also the perfect reward after spending a strenous day tanning on the beach.