On the Road...
We've finally left Christchurch and are on our way to the garlic farm. We certainly loved our stay in the city with outr flatmates, and would never give up the opportunity we had to see this:


It was the annual 'World Buskers Festival' in town before we left and we caught these characters doing a little performance. As you can see, they are from mother Russia and had the incredible accents to prove it. They said thing like, "Hello! We are from the Russia to come and make stunt for you to have see. Hello." or "For why do you not all clap when we make scary giant two heads together man?"
They were interesting and probably made a great deal of money balancing on eachothers head in spandex.
Despite the overwhelming reasons to stay, 1. Half naked acrobats, 2. "Welcome to Daytimer, you're speaking with an extremely bored person." or 3. The leaky water heater that had to be attended to hourly like a child, only metal.....We decided to head out to seek our fortunes amongst the vast plains and mountainous regions of New Zealand.
Our first stop was a little place called Repco, cause we needed new windshield wipers. But then we were off, like a herd of turtles. We saw Emily Falls:

And Lake Tekapo:
The stars at Lake Tekapo were something from an episode of 'Star Trek: Deep Space Voyage.' Utterly amazing. We were star-struck.
We are still on our way to see "Garlic-Man' and are spending the night in Wanaka. Just a little lake town near Mt. Aspiring National Park. We have taken some more pictures but don't have time to post them all, so go to the Flickr site and czech them out.
Next time I'll have some farming pictures. Emily WILL be dirty.
PS: Emily is very offended that people have the audacity to suggest that she is afraid of dirt. She LOVES dirt. She LIVES for dirt. Dirty is her middle name.....FYI.




1 Comments:
Josh, did you pick up a pair of the red short shorts in the gift shop? If you did, I'll buy them from you. I've been looking for something to wear on the beach this year and these will do nicely. They seem quite snug.
I'm sure they make good money. Before I gave up my career in sexually ambiguous acrobatics (not that there's anything wrong with that), I was making a killing. I felt so used, but the money was great. That's when I became an English teacher where I still felt used but the money was terrible.
Miss you guys!
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