Christchurch

I dragged myself into Christchurch from the airport thinking it a lively city with summer weather and lots of young people. Instead I seemed to enter a ghosttown with hardly any people in the streets on a friday afternoon! I half expected a couple of tumbleweeds to roll past me while waiting for the green man(being the good Dane that I am!) in a deserted traffic intersection. 

At this point all I could think of was shave, shower and sleep. Even my feet were betraying me as they still seemed to think they were at 37.000 feet, making it seem like this city was once again visited by a powerfull earthquake!

After a good nights sleep I seemed to have shaken the worst jetlag of me and headed for my first pick up by the kiwi experience bus that is going to take me around new zealand the next 25 days. The upcoming stretch goes from Christchurch, to Kikoura and Kaiteriteri on the south island.