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Friday, 21 November 2014

Christchurch - The Most Unusual of Cities (Part 2)

So at the end of the last post I had just had a busy few days with some lovely young ladies. That wasn't exactly a precursor of what was to come, more like a high before the low.

Christchurch is a lovely place, it's just not the place you want to end up in for 10 days on your own. I have really been trying to drag out the last few days.

Skating Kiwi style
The next morning I woke up to rain and wind so decided to do a few menial tasks, bank account was set up, some food bought. Then came my first cinema trip in New Zealand, I'd forgotten how expensive it was to go to the cinema! After taking out a mortgage I saw Interstellar which was pretty stellar until the 5th dimension, then it went to far, literally, or figuratively depending on where the 5th dimension is.... I have now confused myself. I then went to a skatepark and made friends with some of the local youths. I have just impressed myself with how boring that sounds, don't worry, it was worse to live it. 

The next day I went to find a car to buy, fortunately I was able to find the car/van/mobile home of my dreams, mainly because it is called Sinbad. Unfortunately however, the next day was a public holiday followed by the weekend so I wasn't able to get a Warrant of Fitness until Monday at the earliest. So another weekend in Christchurch for me.

rush hour in New Zealand
With this in mind I booked an adventure, a whale watching tour in Kaikoura! They didn't lie, we saw 1 whale and not a lot of it at that. One thing I learned about Sperm Whales is that they only show about 5% of their body above water, not the most exciting for spotting. Fortunately there were many other things that I saw, like a shag and some tits. They were little birds, when the photos go up someone can tell me what they really were. I also saw my first albatross, not as exciting as seeing my first whale though. My favourite part was when I wandered onto a beach covered in seals! Including a baby seal in a tree, it looked like a leopard chilling.


It's a whale, promise
A seal in a tree, why not!

There were some awesome views, a few of which are below, feel free to go ooo and aaaaah.

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artyyyyyyyy
I met the Big Bang Theory cast. Listened to a guy have a conversation, trying to work out what it's about, someone bought something online without permission and now regrets it. His friend found out that his child wasn't his after 18 years, just taking his money. The things you learn listening to a phone conversation. He is divorced, on the phone to new girlfriend. Brought children on holiday. They brought their own money, the mum didn't give them any. Going on a trip and the kids won't appreciate the views. He's also mean to sheep, hooting at them in the car to make them run away. He's Australian and is doing a long distance relationship.
A traditional Greek dish in NZ,
shout out to Sivota!



On one of my adventures to the RE:Start Mall I was having lunch with a mother and daughter, feeding the little birdies as you do. The people reading this that want a bit more smut are going to be disappointed because it’s nothing exciting. A lady was walking along and didn’t even break stride but stooped down to pick up a hair tie and pocketed it then carried on walking. We all looked at each other in amazement! Who does that?





Looking down on Christchurch
On what I hoped was my last full day in 
Christchurch I met up with a friend from camp, Abbie. She grew up in Chch (down with the local lingo because it’s a bugger to keep writing out. She took me on a tour and I got to see all the things that I would never have found. We had lunch on a beach, went up a hill and visited Taylor’s Mistake, a place when an Englishman made an error in mapping. I believe this to be a Maori myth because Englishmen do not make mistakes! It was awesome catching up with her and the gossip from the last 5 years. Basically what we learnt is that we are getting old! After the excitement of the day I popped along to a special windsurf beach, for those that have been it is a better version of Poole Harbour. There were a lot of kitesurfers out so snapped some snaps.
A memorial in Chch
This is kitesurfing btw











The next morning I was really excited about grabbing Sinbad and getting on our way. Unfortunately not only was the car in need of some work but the current owners hadn’t accepted my offer. So I spent a day in the Backpackers Car Market, it was very pleasant and met lots of people. If you ever have a day to kill that’s the place to go, lovely people and entertainment in the bucket load. I had to extend my hostel and my car but ended up sharing a room for the first time. It is like an episode of Faulty Towers! Two French guys called Jeff and Charlie, obviously, a quiet and efficient German, let’s call him Hans. A Kiwi called Marv who got kicked out of his house in Auckland and moved down to stay with his friend in Chch who then also got kicked out so is now staying in a hostel and trying to find a job. The last guy showed up at 11pm in fishing gear so god only knows.

Tomorrow I’m going back to the Car Market with my fingers and toes crossed that I have a car, I really hope that I get out of this place and that there isn't a Christchurch part 3. Then my stories can get more exciting.


Wisdom: Don’t stay in Christchurch for longer than a couple of days, that’s all.



New Zealand road sign



Thursday, 13 November 2014

Christchurch - The Most Unusual of Cities (Part 1)

In a world where the city centre is the hub of activity and commerce, Christchurch differs immensely. After the earthquakes 4 years ago the city centre has been pretty much off limits. Everything you now expect is a city is blossoming in the suburbs; malls, cafes, restaurants. It is something that has blown my mind. 

It used to be a Library
The first night here I walked into my hostel and started talking to some guys, who just so happened to be from Somerset, just down the road from home. Obviously I joined them for an afternoon of drinking/eating/watching rugby.

Day 2 was probably one of the most nervous days of my life, wasn’t a fan. So I popped out to check out the centre, enjoyed the RE:Start Mall, a shopping centre made entirely from shipping containers. It would appear this is where everyone in the city ended up, watching an affable young man attempt to be a street entertainer. He had some sick skills but there was a little too much talking, so much that I had to leave half way through to get some food. Met a guy from Sydney, chatted the afternoon away then had a wander round Hagley Park. It is a beautiful park, with an exceptional rose garden and a pretty little river with punts and paddle boats on it. Took some pictures of more trees.



In the evening I got the message I had been waiting for and was rudely summoned to act as a chauffeur the next day to go wine tasting, if you can call it that. I collected the 3 lovely ladies (Laura, Lou and Al), they were late so no surprise there, and we drove up a hill and I had my first experience of roads in NZ not exactly being roads, a bridle path stood in the way. We can blame all map reading issues on Laura. She may be the most perfect girl in the world, but damn she can’t read a map! We then went on an adventure to find a vineyard near Akaroa. After using a bar for it's toilet and directions, we snuck out and headed to the right place, called Barry's Bay (what a name). It would appear it's perfectly normal over here to leave your place of work with no one inside, in retrospect we should have had all the wine we could drink and then rang the bell. Janet arrived and it would appear English isn't her first language but she persevered to tell us the history of pretty much everywhere around the vineyard and nothing about the vineyard itself or the wine. So, 4 small glasses of wine, the tiniest pieces of cheese, a game of boules and a lot of major LOLs at Janet later we left French Farm to continue on. We did get to see the second oldest building in New Zealand, made by the French. We then failed to visit 3 more vineyards but did find some lovely wedding venues. The evening was complete watching the sun set over Christchurch eating some BBQ salmon with Tom and Pip.


Sunset over Christchurch
JANET!!!!










The next day was the New Zealand Cup, horse racing that is. Well not exactly horse racing, but horse and cart when the horse can't gallop, only trot. The horse equivalent of the walking at the Olympics; I'm sure it's hard to do but doesn't seem as challenging as beating Usain Bolt. It looked very uncomfortable. Pretty much the entire of the Christchurch teenage population was there trying their hardest to binge drink like the Brits. They ended up stumbling around in their finery and heels. We were lucky enough to glimpse a few slips and stumbles but one girl made our day. She had a little too much to drink, met a nice guy and shared her lipstick with him. It was everywhere, on his nose and all over her face. A nice stranger actually sat down next to her and used a make-up wipe to clean her. Welcome to Christchurch! 

Chariot racing
Making her look less drunk





Better than looking in a mirror

After waving goodbye to my first New Zealand friends I found a nice spot to have a pizza, the sunset slightly different to the night before.