From leaving brisbane in January 2009 til now June 2009!!!
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So Iāve broke my promise ļæ½ļæ½" it is now June and I said I would have all my readers (aka Leesa and her Jazzercise class) updated by May ļæ½ļæ½" sorry! As they say itās better late than never.
Itās been half a year since I have updated you all, so this can be a pretty lengthy piece. Thereās lots went on. So if you are reading thisā¦.STOPā¦.and get a cup of tea before you begin.
Glad to see you have kept reading on. Now, I left off just after xmas, leaving
Before I forget, I did try to write up my blog one day, I must have typed up about 2 or 3 pages, forgot to save, and it crashed and I lost it all as I was typing it directly onto the internet.
Anyway, I said my goodbyes to Gill and flew back to
So, I arrived in
I turned up for the kiwi bus fresh and breezy and ready for an adventure! The bus driver, small, shaved head and a big hole in his ear asks me my name, āTina Airlieā I say. He looks at me with a puzzled face, āno no no no no, thereās no way he is about to tell me Iām not on his list!! After the palaver Iāve had TWICE just trying to get into the country.ā
āErmm sorry, just wait there, your not on my list, I will phone the officeā
He tells me to hop on the bus and hope someone doesnāt turn up as his list was full. āWhat? What do you mean? What if everyone turns up?ā I ask him about 10 questions without even taking a breath. Being kiwi and laid back about everything, he tells me to chill out and it will all āwork outā, which wasnāt the answer I was looking for and with me being a planner, it was obvious I was getting anxious.
It does all work out in the end and I stay on the bus. I was glad as during all the pick ups a girl sat next to me, Katie, and we hit it off straight away ļæ½ļæ½" itās funny how you just know you are going to be good friends with someone the minute you start talking to them isnāt it? I wonder what that is, is it fate, coincidence or something else? Itās a funny old world!
We stopped off at Mt Eden, about 10 mins from
We then stop off at
The first night, I shared a dorm with 4 other girls. We are all chatting and Katie mentions sheās been known to talk in her sleep. I confessed Iāve screamed once in my sleep in a hostel (in
The next day we head off on a nice walk - Karangahake Scenic Reserve. I was pretty glad I did the Kiwi Bus, it made it so easy and I didnāt have to think about anything. We then went to Te Puia Geothermal Reserve where we sawā¦ā¦I actually canāt remember. I can see it in my head, but I canāt explain what it was. I know it was something to do with sulphur and I remember it stunk! Ahhh I think it was the temperature of it. To be honest, Dave (a gay guy on my bus) was distracting me as he fancied the tour guide ļæ½ļæ½" who also seemed a bit gay. So I think that seemed more interesting at the time.
The disaster of luging
Iām scarred for life and thatās no joke! It all stared with
We agree to wait on each other and race. Bad idea ļæ½ļæ½" it says āno racingā for a reason. We line up.
āOn your marksā¦..get setā¦ā¦..GO!!!!ā
Weāre off!! Iām third.
I get to the end and the look on Cams face tells me who won the race, Katie beat him; he was defeated by a girl! I show Katie my leg and she squirts her bottle of water on it and says, āAww you have to clean that.ā I scream with the pain but Iām still laughing at the fact Katie beat
I hear you asking āWasnāt there a guy right behind you before you fell?ā Well yes there was! His words were āI thought you were a goner!ā It was fine though as I got my own back when he started chatting me up at the bar later that night and I told him where to go! haha!
My leg seemed to be a good conversation starter. People would see my leg and say āOh youāre that girl that fell off the luge, are you ok?ā
Not exactly what I wanted to talk about, but it got people chattingā¦..and for those who know me, know Iām not the quietest person.
The next night we went to a Maori night where they did a performance and the Hakka and served a massive haungi (where they cook all the food under ground on hot rocks). To be honest the amount of food they served I did think they might have needed a field to have cooked all of it underground, but I didnāt question out loud, as I was too busy eating! For those of you that know me well enough, itās the only time I am quiet ļæ½ļæ½" when I am eating! The performance was really good, I love watching the Hakka, thereās just something about it that gives me goose bumps.
As much as I love being with people, one thing that I have learnt to do is enjoy my own time. Before I left to go travelling, Lynne (a friend from home) set me challenges and one of them was to go to cafĆ© by myself in Dundee, as she was aware of how often I was always with people or using my mobile and told me I had to get used to being on my own at times. I went to āour secret cafĆ©ā, a cafĆ© Jill, San and I went to before uni for tea and toast. I took some cards I wanted to write to my family to say goodbye and found myself crying on my own in the cafĆ©. What a good start!!
The point to this paragraph was that being on a bus and sleeping in the same room with the same people for 3 weeks is pretty tough and I never thought I would be saying I wanted to spend time on my own. The bus was great, I wouldnāt change it, but I did feel old on the bus, and being 21, that surely wasnāt right??
I felt myself saying I couldnāt do a lot of the activities as my leg was sore and I felt a bit of a bore. A lot of people complained they had no money as well, so I wasnāt the only person not doing anything. One day, while people were zorbing, I decided to go to watch a sheep show. I wasnāt very enthusiastic about it at all!! However, I think it was one of the funniest things Iāve been to see! The sheep all lined up, they all looked so different. They got some of the audience up on stage to milk the cow which was hilarious! The man hosting it made it fun to watch and a bit of a comedy show! I would definitely recommend it!
My love for New Zealand
And of course
My leg was still a bit sore and I had planned to do a 12mile hike the next day. I had been cleaning it with anti-sceptic cream and leaving it for the air to dry it out (which I thought was the best thing to do). I asked
It was good to see the people on the bus gelling and the bus journeys were getting funnier. My leg was still sore and I was adamant it was getting better. The bus stopped off at a waterfall where we were all able to jump inā¦.not everyone did but I would have liked to, but I sat at the side and watched as āmy leg was soreā. I was getting fed up of it ruining my trip! I was being boring. One night in
We were in the middle of a forest/river. In the morning we noticed two hunters (this was obvious as they had a gun in their hand and a deer on their back (they had broke the deerās legs to make it fit on their back ļæ½ļæ½" they hiked it on like a rucksack.) We walked over and spoke to them. Whilst chatting to them, Andy (one of the guys on our bus) walked past us and we persuaded him to put a deer on his back. It was hilarious how he didnāt hesitate to put a dead bloody deer on his back. He had just showered and put fresh clothes on, only to have to do it all over again!
Whilst Andy complained he had blood stains on his clothes, I was still complaining my leg was sore and that I was beginning to feel unwell. My graze seemed to be getting worse; it was turning green with puss seeping out of it. I looked in my mini first aid kit (very limited to what I could put on it) and pressed some gauze onto my green pussy wound. Not the best idea. When we stopped at the next town, I went into the pharmacy to ask their advice. The pharmacist told me straight away it was infected and that I needed to go to see a doctor to get antibiotics. The pharmacist told me, putting gauze on my wound was the worst thing I could have done and I needed to soak it off, the sooner the better. It was disgusting, there was yellow goo running down my leg and I can see the disgust on peopleās faces on the bus ļæ½ļæ½" as Katie made me do it on the bus!
We arrived in
I came back to the hostel and Sue (a Korean girl that I became really close with) had made my dinner. It was lovely of her, but the doctor said I couldnāt eat for 2 hours after taking the antibiotics. I couldnāt not eat it though, right?
Katie left that night. I didnāt know if it was because I wasnāt feeling too well or whether I really didnāt want her to leave. Probably a bit of both ļæ½ļæ½" but I found myself crying after her boyfriend picked her up from the hostel. She had met her boyfriend in
The next morning we had to get up to catch the ferry over to Nelson. That morning I woke up feeling sick. I thought it might have been because I ate Sueās dinner after the doctor telling me I shouldnāt eat for 2 hours. I slept the whole way on the ferry to Nelson. Once we arrived, we had to queue up for our room key. I physically couldnāt stand, I felt dizzy and thought I was going to faint. Once I got my key, Andy took my bag to my room and I lay in bed and slept for 14 hours solid. People came in and out my room to check on me, giving me water, cold clothes for my forehead and Sue even brought me a banana. I felt like I was in hospital, with my visitors coming in and out. I felt happy to know I had people that cared. Once I woke up properly I realised I didnāt say goodbye to
Anyway, back to Nelson. I went to the doctor again the next day, and Rachael was happy to accompany me. I liked people coming with me. The doctor changed the dressing and Rachael and I walked back to the hostel and watched a film ļæ½ļæ½" fools gold. I didnāt see any of Nelson apart from the doctorās surgery, as I pretty much slept the entire time.
It was obvious there were groups forming. There was about 20 of us that all wanted to be on the same bus. I bonded with a few people, especially Rachael and Andy (a couple from
One day Kayla said to me, āTina you would never know what I have just rememberedā¦ā¦.I think I have forgot to put the address on the post card that I sent earlier todayā Now normally people forget to put a stamp on, but not the address. Kayla was really sweet and we called her āOur SJPā as she was a lookalike of Sarah Jessica Parker.
Jason constantly would come into the dorm drunk and put the lights on and talk loud, which got very annoying at times. I got my own back though in the morning when I turned my hair dryer on and switched his light on.
I remember one day Zach said to me, āWhatās the biggest city in
Dave (100% gay and as camp as ever) was my valentine this year. I loved him, he was so sweet.
We arrived in Queenstown on Valentines Day. I hadnāt read or looked at anything about Queenstown; I just imagined it would have been like
When I first arrived I stayed at Base hostel for about 3 weeks, as it took that long to find a job. I eventually landed in a burger joint called Fergburger (a famous gourmet burger bar that seems to be a tourist attraction in Queenstown) the busiest restaurant in town!
Everyone from my bus left to go on and it made me think about the amount of people I had met whilst travelling and would I ever see them again. Itās funny how you bond so quickly with people when youāre travelling, you hand out your email address at least three times a day.
After getting a job I found a flat, itās a 10 min walk from town and only $125 per week. (
I live with an Irish Girl Martina, from Donegal. Sheās a chef. We get on really well. I think she must get fed up with me as Iām forever texting her about recipes and advice on what I am cooking. There have been a few times we have cooked scones, cookies and pancakes at midnight as Iāve pretty much forced her into it.
The other room has Gemma and Lee, an English couple. They both work in Fergburger as well. We all get on really well, which is the reason I have stayed here. If I didnāt like my flatmates I would have definitely moved out as the flat isnāt the nicest. I thought it might have been hard to live with people I work with, but it turns out we never really see much of each other. There have been a few dinner nights where we have all sat at the table and eaten with each other, which is nice.
The time in Queenstown has gone so fast and it is only 3 weeks until I head to
Oh I think I have forgotten to mention, I have joined a netball team, we have lost every game but it is good fun and the girls are really nice.
Ok the computer just crashed and I think I have lost a paragraph. It was the paragraph about my birthday. Maybe a month ago I was a bit down thinking about home and thinking that a lot of my friends had forgotten about me and never contacted me. I think I was a bit anxious about my birthday as well. I get on well with everyone at work, but you never know how well youāre really liked. I had a fab night out for my birthday though; nearly everyone from work came along. Martina my flatmate tricked me with my gift and wrapped up a massive box and stuffed it with a duvet and put little goodies in it. Jen baked me cakes and gave me a fleecy blanket, which I have wrapped around me whilst I type ļæ½ļæ½" much needed in this house! Gemma my other flatmate cooked my fave ļæ½ļæ½" chicken fajitas and baked cakes. Libby baked me her speciality cake and my friends from back home send me gifts that I definitely needed. I loved all my gifts and cards; it reminded me how special I am to have such great friends near and far!
As for now, the ski slopes have opened so I hope to get up a couple of times before I leave and try a bit of boarding or skiing. That will be a laugh. I leave Queenstown to head to
I hope I have updated you guys enough for just now. I will update you in a few weeks when I am settled again.
Miss you all
Love Tina x x x