Several surreal moments of the day:
- Riding the bus to the airport at 3:00 AM with the bus driver whistling along to 50’s pop hits. In a demented, Jeepers-Creepers sort of way.
- Hearing a KFC blasting Mozart opera across the Christchurch City Mall.
- Walking around the City Square and realizing it looks like what would happen if New Orleans and Marble Falls and DC’s Chinatown reproduced.
On the bright side, I am in Christchurch, and it’s a beautiful day, and I’m exhausted, but it’s been very nice to wander around and see the pretty flowers. The Botanical Gardens are fantastic; I bonded with a lone duckling who apparently said “Forget all you guys, I’m claiming this pond in the name of Duck-hood!” and found a massive tree.
I wanted to name it Jorge, but got the feeling that wouldn’t go down so well with the groundskeepers, so.
And apparently Guy Fawkes day is a big deal here (I really should have figured this out sooner) and now I’m wondering if me arriving in Kaikoura tomorrow is going to make things hard for my boss.