"So, how're you liking New Zealand?"
It's a question most of us are guilty of having put to a tourist. Our desire that visitors to our country "like" us may come across as quaint or even insecure but I think pride is what's really behind our prying.
We know we live in one of the best places on the planet, but hearing it affirmed just one more time by someone from overseas couldn't hurt.
What visitors rave about most is the gob-smacking, pristine scenery of these shaky isles. So the prospect of a monorail traversing a section of back country South Island conservation land makes me more than a little uneasy.
I've done my share of tramping and the only thing more satisfying than marvelling at the splendour of this country's rugged landscapes is the knowledge that some real effort has been required in order to experience it first-hand. Views of the magnitude afforded by our most isolated beauty spots should be earned with a bit of sweat.