Yesterday, we flew from Australia to New Zealand, where we landed in Christchurch. There, we were shocked by the array of local slang: “left” sounds like “lift” and “egg” sounds like “igg”. These are also some examples of stuff that is completely different: Woolworths is called Countdown, skim milk is “trim milk” and a shopping trolley is a “trundler”. Today, after we picked up our Britz Motorhome, we took a long stop at the Countdown to get supplies and off we went south towards Akaroa. Akaroa is a beautiful town located in the Akaroa Harbour. On the way there we drove past rolling meadows of green and white (the white being the sheep), and were astonished by how much snow we could see in the distant mountain ranges.
When we arrived, the first thing we did was make the beds. Then I had a fight with Niklas, and after that we ate butter chicken. When everybody was full, we went on a night stroll and a Daly’s Wharf we were lucky enough to experience Guyfawkes, which celebrates fireworks. On this night, people would send fireworks into the air — or into the water, as one person next to the wharf did. We watched him for a time, and then we walked back home. The man had really great fireworks!
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| Daly's Wharf |
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