Sunday 13 December 2009

Back in New Zealand

Arrived back in New Zealand on 10th Dec and after a few days catching up with Jeanne & Howard, Amy, Sarah, Becky and the Helens I caught the 8am bus from Auckland to Wellington ... 10 hours and 50 minutes later and with the numbest bum on the planet I arrived in Wellington and after negotiating the red carpet from the Lovely Bopnes premier I arrived at the Cambridge Hotel where I spent the next 3 nights.


After a not so good nights sleep I headed into Wellington to investigate. First stop was an internet cafe to sort out stuff and then a fairly lengthy phone call to Lulu to also sort stuff out and catch up. Eventually headed off forTe Papa Museum which is huge and i had to go back the following day to finish it off.

Highlights from the museum were seeing the Colossal Squid not something I would like to bump into when diving but to be honest its not very likely as they live VERY deep and anyway I'm not sure human tastes very nice to them. Learning all about earthquakes and New zealand's history of quakes was interesting and was particularly pleased to read up on what I'm meant to do in the event of a tsunami ... better late than never I guess ;-)

Another highlight was seeing the Witangi Treaty display and the Maori Marae which I did the following afternoon.

That evening I did a Helen first and went to the cinema on my own and saw Amelia ...the film was ok but was a big step for me as I have always hated the idea of going to the cinema on my own. The following evening I was back at the cinema to watch New Moon ... I was on a roll.

So my last day in Wellington I walked through town to the cable car which I caught up to the Botanical Gardens and wandered round for a few hours, had lunch next to the Lady Norton Rose Garden which was beautiful I had forgotten what roses are meant to smell like and it took me straight back to my Gran's garden in Lancashire and making rose water as a kid.

Wandered some more after lunch in the gardens and then into town before hitting the cinema again (New Moon).

Thursday was up early to catch the ferry form Wellington to Picton ... the South Island finally. After 3 fairly pleasant hours on the ferry the last hour of which we were winding our way through Malborough Sounds we arrived in Picton. From here I picked up a float plane and met Gavin, Pam, Rachel and Peter who were also catching the float plane to Hopewell Lodge in the Sounds. Flight only took about 20 mins and that was because he went the scenic route (I think every route would have been pretty scenic if you ask me), not sure I'm too much of a fan of landing on water I have to say.

Wow is the only word I can use to describe Hopewell Lodge and its surroundings, it is like a little slice of heaven. Not only is the accommodation some of the best I have stayed in anywhere but being able to go and collect your own mussels, cockles and oysters straight off the beach to eat was amazing, sitting havng dinner looking out over the sounds, having some of the best food I have had in a long time cooked for you and being made to feel like you are at home I cannot recommend this place enough. We had aBBQ dinner the first night and then headed up to the main house when it got cooler where the wood burners was lit for us and we played scrabble listening to music and sipping wine ... so civilised.

After a slightly restless night on the top bunk (can't remember the last time I slept in bunk beds let alone the top bunk) where I kept thinking I was going to fall out. I headed out for a walk and to just enjoy the surrounding I was in, after an hour I turned round and walked back and pretty much I hadn't seen anyone on my journey other than a few cars oh and an old lady in a truck taking her dog for a walk ... yep she stayed in the truck and the dog ran in front ... genius, Lulu take note ;-)

Had lunch looking out att he most spectacular view and as I did the 'post' man arrived ... not like any postman I've ever come across not only does he dlever post but milk, cases of wine, groceries, he will delivery and pickup broken appliances for fixing and he also does the school run ... and our (British) posties are striking over what exactly?!?!?!?

The afternoon I sat back in the sun and chatted with various people, read my book and as Gavin rather eloquently put it 'this is better than being dead in a tsunami' (or something along those lines anyway) ... I did laugh, you can always trust a yorkshire man to say it as it is ... but without taking anything away from those that lost their lives, loved ones, homes and livelihoods it is true and I'm not sure how often we recognise when life is good and really take time out to 'smell the roses' so to speak.

Another fab dinner of homemade gourmet pizza which was so big it did me for lunch and dinner the following day. More wine and this time a game of Monopoly but a card game rather than using a board, again much hilarity as none of us really had a clue about the rules but were a bit beyond caring by the end.

The following day caught the float plane pack to Pciton with Gavin, Pam, Rachel and Peter again and after farewells I caught my bus to Christchurch and 5.5 hrs later with a 30 min stop in Kaikoura (don't panic I am seeing Kaikoura on my trip) I arrived in Christchurch and to the most revolting hostel I have stayed in to date which was a bit of a shock after the lovely Hopewell Lodge ... put it this way I would rather use the public toilets than the ones at the hostel .. YUK!! Luckily as soon as I got there I got chatting to a couple of Aussie girls and we headed to the pub where we got a little drunk.

The following day (Sunday 20th Dec) I showered and got out of the hostel form hell ASAP and spent the day having a good look round Crhistchurch. I got the tram round the centre which was fun and half way round The Sunshine Band got on board and sang/played You are my Sunshine which was great. I then decided to go on the Gondola which is actually a cable car but by the time I got there a storm had rolled in so my journey to the top was a little hair raising so I treated myself to a scone and a cup of tea at the top ... purely medicinal to steady my nerves you understand ;-)

Weather didn't really improve much up there so I braced myself and headed back down and by the time I got back into town I was freezing as I was in flip flops and shorts and it was raining so I headed for the cinema ... its my new home ;-) and this time watched Mary and Max which is an Aussie production and I was hoping it would be uplifting as its an animation about friendship ... hmmm its rather sad at the end is all I will say. The heavens had well and truly opened by the time I came out so I took a trip to the dark side and went to McDonalds before going back to the hostel from hell.

I moved rooms this day and whilst some things improved, I got a TV in my room and a double bed, somethings got worse ... squeaky bed in my room and the one next door (i'll let you imagine what I could hear), dirt and dust everywhere and still on the very busy main road.

Monday (21 Dec) and once again was up and at em early and into town and round the museum in the morning which was great. Learnt all about the Moa which was a big bird a cross between an ostrich and an emu that used to live in New Zealand but is now extinct, leanrt about how the British colonised Christchurch which is very like Cambridge but less bikes and also Scott left for the antartic from here so there is a big exhibit of everything from his last trip including exerts from his diary which was interesting and really sad, especially the last entry.

After lunch I walked around some more (I know Christchurch like the back of my hand now) and then I'm afraid once again I headed to the cinema, but you really can't understand how bad the hsotel was ... Julie and Julia this time which was great but made me want to cook in my own kitchen at home :-(

Tuesday (22 Dec) Again out quick and headed for the internet cafe in town where I wiled away a few hours before I met up with Charlie and Smed who I met in Raro. So good to see them!!! We walked and talked for a couple of hours before we gave up and headed to the pub - The Bog - and then som how ended up being true Brits and doing a bit of a pub crawl before going for a curry and eventually ending up in an Irish bar playing pool (badly) and sticking old cheesy songs on the juke box ... great night.

Release day arrived and I was up and out of the hostel before 10am and checking into my next hostel faster than you can say 'get me out of here' - Now staying at a place called The Old Country House which is a 20 min walk out of the cnetre but oh my god it is paradise in comparison. Couldn't check in straight away as was too early so headed into town and oh I don't knwo it had been a whole 24 hours so I thought why the hell not and I went to the cinema again ... Avatar this time which was amazing. So don't worry I've run out of things to see now ... well until boxing day when the new schedule is out ;-)

After that back to the hostel checked in properly and had a fairly quiet evening chatted to a few people, read my book and an early night.

So Christmas Eve ... doesn't feel a bit like it, we're having free drinks and nibbles at the hostel tonight which should be good and then tomorrow there is a free BBQ and drinks, think I've lucked out on the hostel choice for Christmas. I'm here until 28th when I am catching the Stray bus which will do a tour of the whole of the South Island. Before that I am doing the Trans-Alpine train journey from Christchurch to Greymouth and back on 27th and I think boxing day will just be a day of rest in between.

I will add photos to this eventually but the computers here don't have the program that compresses them to make the upload quicker so it will take too long but if you are desperate for hptos go to my Snapfish account and there are another 400 odd there for you too look at ;-)

So on that note I will love you and leave you. Hope you all have a very merry christmas and that 2010 proves to be a really happy new year for you all.

Lots of love
Hx





Thursday 10 December 2009

Rarotonga Round Up


Well apologies for not really updating the blog whilst I was in Raro but island time tends to be a bit infectious and I never really knew where the days went at times.

Also after my last update I got a cold so was poorly for a few days but nothing major but it did mean I couldn't dive and the fab friends I had made in the first week (Sarah, Charlie and Smed) all left that evening so was feeling very sorry for myself. Steve and Georgie, a New Zealand couple I met diving who were also staying at the backpackers kept me company though for that following week and I did manage one last dive with them before they left.

The rest of my time in Raro was mostly spent diving, sunbathing, watching some of the most amazing sunsets I have ever seen, reading (7 books - Lulu & Louise I hope you're proud of me), chatting to people and drinking so for this blog I'll just put in the highlights from the 4 weeks rather than tell you what I did everyday.

Bumped into Jo and Matt, who I met in Napier, in Avarua (captial of Raro) who were just on their way out to Aitutaki so it was fleeting but nice to see them.


On the Tuesday (17th Nov) I experienced my first darts night at the Tumunu (bar and restaurant) I was told that skill was second to turning up which was a good job as I was awful but it was a fun evening and great to meet the expat locals and this turned into a regular Tuesday event. Eduard also made sure I got home ok by giving me a lift back on his moped every week.


Had my first moments of missing home in the second week probably because of the cold and not many people about so too much time on my own but not to worry was bound to happen at some point and great that it took that long I guess.


Went to the Punanga Nui Cultural Market on Sat (22nd Nov) which I had thought would be a couple of stalls and that would be it but oh no this was huge with loads of fresh fruit and veg, brightly coloured sarongs, delicious smells of local food, island dancing, drums, beautiful paintings ... great place.




On Mon (23rd Nov) the Vaka Eiva started in Rarotonga which is a series of paddle races in Oe Vakas which are a type of canoe. My god are these people physically fit and strong I was exhausted just watching them and then on Friday they have a relay race around the island which we saw go past the backpackers in the afternoon.

Had 2 of the best dives I did in Raro on 24th Nov and saw 3 spotted eagle rays which were just awesome and actually have quite cute faces. Darts again this evening .... still playing bad but am now there for everyones amusement.

On 26th Nov (Thurs) I went with Devyn and Jason (guys from Dive Rarotonga) to Trader Jacks for Thanksgiving dinner which was yummy but my stomach didn't quite know what had hit it ... soooooo much food, it was great had to take my pumpkin pie home and have it the following day.


Fri (27th Nov) morning I had booked myself on the Raro Safari which took us to the Papua falls (well more like a trickle of water), all through the back roads (and quite a lot of the time off the road as our driver seemed to prefer off roading), to where the 7 Vaka left Rarotonga in search of other lands, an ancient chiefly court called Arai te Tonga, up to The Needle (rock in the centre of the island), up hospital hill with views of the west coast and then finally down to the beach for a BBQ, with lovely marinated fish (I got the recipe so will be on the menu for my first dinner party when I'm back).


Sat (28th Nov) I started my Rescue Diver course. Ed (Dive Raro) had dropped the book round the day before so had spent the afternoon and evening reading that and filling in the knowledge modules. Sat morning was spent watching another wonderful PADI video, reading and filling out the knowledge modules. In the afternoon was pool work practising skills with KArne (instructor), Eduard (DMT) and Michael (hungover frenchman). Sun morning I did my exam in record time by all accounts (48/50) I think Ed's words were "Well you're more intelligent than we thought you were" at least it wasn't the other way round :-) The rest of the morning was in the pool (no Michael the hangover was too bad so Devyn replaced him) before heading out into a not terribly flat sea to do my 4 scenarios and after severly bruising my knees, inner thighs (don't ask) and nearly drowning Eduard (yes I know that wasn't the point of the course) I passed.... bloody hard work and really makes you realise how you really don't ever want anything to go wrong, glad I've done it.

Monday it rained for the first time since I arrived so was a dull day just sat in a hammock reading as diving was cancelled. Tuesday was darts as usual and met Megan and Darcy a canadian couple staying at the Raro backpacker who were doing their open water diving with Jason, lovely couple.

Wed (2nd Dec) was diving in the morning and then there was a BBQ at the backpackers which was a great evening. Paul (owner of bakcpackers) cooked up a sotrm on the BBQ of fresh fish and sausages and all was going reall well until Vic (mad man from Finland) brought out a drink called Mintu ... tastes like a cross between mouth wash and medicine ... the results were hilarious ... Vic and Paul slept on the beach that night.


Thurs (3rd Dec) I went to Aitutaki for the day. After a 40 min flight from Raro we arrived just before 9am. The central part of Aitutaki's main island is very much like Raro as you would expect just much smaller, its the lagoon that is the spectacular part and I believe features as one of the hundred things to see before you die so hurrah 1 down, 99 to go ;-) After a quick tour of the island we caught our boat for the cruise of the lagoon stopping firstly to snorkel in one of the best spots with giant clams and a million other fish. We then got back on board and had lunch whilst we cruised out to a small sandy atoll which we got off at. The sand was so white and the see so turquoise it didn't feel real and was so bright, we then walked through the water which at its highest was mid thigh to One Foot Island where I got a stamp in my passport, walked round the island which took about 25 mins but only because I kept stopping to take pictures, snorkelled for a bit, chilled out on the boat and chatted to some of the people on the boat before we started to head back. On the way back we had hermit crab races which I won both (finally something I'm good at) and then because I won they gave me the pleasure of modelling the various ways of wearing a sarong ... I couldn't stop laughing. Finally back home by 5.45pm just in time for a glass of wine and watch the sunset. Then Vic, Megan, Darcy and I went to the Waterline for dinner which was great.


Friday (4th Dec) diving again today. While I was making my tea I bumped into Luke Cederman whose parents were in Samoa with me (Diane and Brent). Luke is a professional surfer and was over with some friends taking some promo shots. I then headed out to a special diving darts night in the evening and finally I was playing with people of my own caliber ... yes we were all rubbish ;-) Tom and Kate (had been diving with both of these guys) won finally just before 11pm when Tom, Megan, Darcy and I caught a cab into town to Whatever Bar where we met Bevan and Vicky (also staying at the backpackers) and then on to Rehab before catching the 2am bus back.

Sat (5th Dec) - ROUGH! Thilo (German banker staying at the backpackers, I did tell him what we call London bankers he thought it was funny) gave me a lift to the market on his moped - got a lot of lifts of various people whilst I was there as the buses are so infrequent. Bought some things for the Farewell BBQ we were putting on for those leaving that night as well as some souvenirs. BBQ was good fun and at 10pm Thilo, Megan and Darcy left at which point I had planned to have an early night .... it was 1am when I got into bed, Vic and Paul are a bad influence.

And then before I knew it I was doing my last 2 dives which were great fun, viz wasn't great and we didn't see anything big but lots of baby things and just mucked about under water somewhere between 16 and 26m deep. Afterwards I took a trip in to tow and then met the dive guys for farewell cocktails at Manuia.





My last day the weather wasn't brilliant which was a shame but still got a great sunset before my final darts match in Raro for which I was given a medal for being the most consistently bad visiting player ... it was a proud moment ;-) Said my good byes and headed back for an hours kip before heading for the airport.



I had a brilliant month in Raro, its quite an expensive place, but its beautiful, pretty safe and the people are so friendly. I've done nearly 20 dives, got my Rescue Diver cert, met some brilliant people, seen some fab things, got a great tan and have exercised any demons I might have had from Samoa.

So on to the next stage of the trip, I'm back in New Zealand now and will be making a plan anytime soon, as soon as I can get off Island Time.

Love to you all

Hx