Kooky Is As Kooky Does
Charleston Travel Blog› entry 19 of 45 › view all entries
February 1st, 2009 – by: Connie
The next best thing was to spend the night in the last town before Punakaiki and then switch for the following night. We ended up in Charleston, a forgotten little strip of a town. Once a booming settlement during the gold rush era, Charleston was the kind of place where if you blinked, you'd miss it altogether.
The backpacker we found was the home to a very rural, and, at the time, very drunk, outspoken kiwi. I was lucky enough to walk into the room just as he was about to take off on a drunken rant about the Japanese.
'Kooky' is a word I would have used to describe him. And his house reflected his odd character. The place was fairly old (a heritage house as we later found out) but seemed well kept. The main room was large yet maintained a cozy feeling with its wood kitchen, wood furniture, comfy couches, and hardwood floors. There was a building safety certificate posted on the wall. It expired last August. There were only 2 dorm rooms with a total of 9 beds.
The bathroom was a whole other gem.
And to add just another layer to the whole mix, the backpacker also served as a workshop and store for the proprietor's jade carvings. Beautiful pendants and earrings dangled by the front windows and were easily missed by the cars passing through town. I guess that's what happens when you blink.
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