Christchurch

Trip Start Jul 05, 2007
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Trip End Dec 24, 2007


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Saturday, September 29, 2007

Sometimes travelling round the world on your own can be a lonely experience.  Not on Wednesday night when one of my room-mates attempted to get into bed with me.  He claims it was a genuine mistake.  That he'd been in the equivalent bed in his previous dorm.  But I've made a mental note to get myself a strong chastity belt in case of future problems.

Roland told me that Christchurch reminded him of England.  I can see what he meant.  It's blooming cold.  On Wednseday evening, I agreed to look round the city with a strongly built German woman, who was one of my room-mates at the hostel, the next morning..  I knew that this was a mistake when I was woken up by a series of sharp prods at 6.30 on Thursday morning.  I looked up to find the German woman standing over me, dressed in combats, and barking:

"Come on Bridge of Remembrance, Christchurch
Bridge of Remembrance, Christchurch
.  We go."

I tried to get out of it by playing dead, but I had already turned over so it didn't work. So I pretended to be nearly dead.  This did work - sort of.  She let out an exasperated sigh and walked off without saying anything else.  I have avoided her since.

Christchurch is pretty chilled out too though - I spent Thursday wandering round the huge botannical gardens and down by the river.  This did mean that by Friday I'd run out of things to do though.

I had a of minor problem at the restaurant I went to on the first night.  I picked it because I noticed it had free newspapers which you could read with your meal - always a good idea when you're travelling on your own.  I feel a bit uncomfortable if  I'm sat there on my own with nothing to do and nobody to talk to.  But it was a nice restaurant as well - I settled into a quiet corner for a candle-lit dinner for one.  The waitress was a bit frosty with me cos she'd asked:

"How are you finding New Zealand?"

To which I'd replied: "I like New Zealand.  It's like a mini Australia."  She took exception to this.

So I was calmly reading the paper when I noticed a smoky smell.  This is unusual in New Zealand, because like England, smoking is banned in restaurants.  I was just wondering who was smoking when the newspaper in front of me burst into flames.  I'd been holding it to close to the candle - oops.

Tomorrow I get the train over to the west coast.  It's supposed to be really scenic.  And it's lambing season at the moment.  So the fields will be full of lambs.
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