Something very surreal just occurred. Santa, his sleigh and half a dozen fibre-glass, aerodynamic reindeer just zoomed past me. I was standing near our tent at the time. In the very warm evening sunshine. Holding a box of cake. Bizarre has a new picture in the dictionary.
Anyways, prior to this experience, we had awoken, decided that the day seemed warm, but had the potential to go very cold and very wet and set off into town regardless. We didn't even take raincoats. Thats how reckless we are.
We paced into the town, along the concrete pavements that glare the sunlight back up and probably work to tan the underside of your throat...we grabbed a subway and then headed to the cinema, to watch Avatar, out today!
After seeing five trailers (and wanting to watch every single film they advertised but now, remembering none of them) we saw Avatar. It was awesome. Even Alex could not complain about the graphics and the creativity behind the world of Pandora was amazing, the story grabbed your interest and its going onto my top ten list, a rare and mystical place for a movie to nest. However, there were four teenage girls behind us who did nothing but kick the chairs, talk (loudly) and snicker at everything. They don't know how close they came to total anhiliation. Luckily, Alex and I are very tolerant people.
We went to New World and at the urging of all parents, who seem to think that the first thing we would abandon in a monetary crisis would be food (so wrong, we both love the food), splashed out on some yummy goodness to keep us alive and well until we abandon Hastings for Auckland. We got the shopping home while having a debate about the merits of warfare vs. native populations and how Avatar was a possible metaphor for the current war in the Middle East. After our spout of intelligence, we were exhausted and lay out in the sunshine by the river, having dinner and cake, to the immense interest of the ducks, which circled us.
This is how I came to be sytanding by the tent, holding the box of cake to be returned to the tent, when Santa whipped on past to the accompaniment of Christmas jingles.
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To follow the adventures of Alex and Emily as they journey through the Southern Hemisphere, as well as to save money on phone bills and prove we have not been eaten by sharks.
The Trip So Far
So far, we have trawled accross North Island, relaxing in hot pools on the beach in Kawhia, smelling the Sulphur in Rotorua, Caving in Waitomo, waiting out the rain in Taupo and snowboarding the day away on Mt. Ruapehu.
We crossed to the South Island and went round the West Coast, stopping in Nelson for quadbiking, Westport for seals, Greymouth for the best fish and chips ever. Fox glacier for an icy hike, Mt Cook, Queenstown, cruising round Milford Sounds, getting academic in Christchurch and onwards to kayak Abel Tasman.
Back in North Island and through Napier, sunning ourselves on the beach in the Coromandel, zipping on to Northland, seeing the Hundertwasser toilets and relaxing by the sea in Paihia, finishing back in Auckland.
Now we have no car, and very little money. We are living in a tent in Hastings and there are no jobs to be had. It is thunderstorming. Times were bad.
However, we made it back to Auckland, feasted for the entire Christmas period and then moved onto Melbourne, Australia for New Years Eve! We trained it up to Sydney for the obligatory tourist visit and then went further up the coast to Brisbane. We stayed with Emily's Uncle and Aunt and went all urban, then moved on to Melany to stay with Alex's Aunt and Uncle in the mountains. Now its time to leave and return to Pomgolia, with its freezing temperatures and grey skies. Doh.
We crossed to the South Island and went round the West Coast, stopping in Nelson for quadbiking, Westport for seals, Greymouth for the best fish and chips ever. Fox glacier for an icy hike, Mt Cook, Queenstown, cruising round Milford Sounds, getting academic in Christchurch and onwards to kayak Abel Tasman.
Back in North Island and through Napier, sunning ourselves on the beach in the Coromandel, zipping on to Northland, seeing the Hundertwasser toilets and relaxing by the sea in Paihia, finishing back in Auckland.
Now we have no car, and very little money. We are living in a tent in Hastings and there are no jobs to be had. It is thunderstorming. Times were bad.
However, we made it back to Auckland, feasted for the entire Christmas period and then moved onto Melbourne, Australia for New Years Eve! We trained it up to Sydney for the obligatory tourist visit and then went further up the coast to Brisbane. We stayed with Emily's Uncle and Aunt and went all urban, then moved on to Melany to stay with Alex's Aunt and Uncle in the mountains. Now its time to leave and return to Pomgolia, with its freezing temperatures and grey skies. Doh.
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