A very early start to our day means that we are up at 5am!!! Having only got to bed about midnight in combination with the limited sleep on the plane meant for a very tiring day. We have seen so many early mornings in Sydney but this one was surprisingly wet probably to get us used to the weather in New Zealand.
A few hours later we were flying over the Tasman Sea on our way to New Zealand... When we heard the captain announce that we had reached New Zealand it surprised us that we got to Christchurch so swiftly having previously flown great distances over land.
When we finally figured out where the bus stop was (it wasn't very obviously just a bit of paper stuck to a lamp post) we were on our way to the youth hostel which was on Worcester St. When we reached our hostel we were surprised by the architecture, it was very much like an English country town much like Worcester and Stratford in my opinion.
Oh yeah.. it was noticeable colder here more like England already.
After dumping our bags we looked out the window to see the Arts Centre opposite was housing the last day of the Jazz festival, we were both glad of this as it meant we didn't have to walk very far and could enjoy some time relaxing listening to music, which was pretty good. We also got a couple of local beers and some fancy cheese and bread.
After monging out on the grass watching the jazz we headed into town for a brief look around before getting something to eat at a place called Mum's (yer.. you can probably make a your mum's joke) which was a Japanese/Korean restaurant and we had a pretty good meal before heading back and trying to stay awake till a reasonable time so that we didn't wake up at a stupid time in the morning.
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