We picked up the hire car from the centre of Canberra and headed with pizza in hand to Sydney airport (remembering to get petrol before we abandoned the car). The SPV's again caused a problem at check in with the girl at the desk checking with her supervisor who told us to check with immigration before she would allow us to check in! Much faffing later and grumpy faces all round we eventually manged to get the immigration officer to come up to the check in desk to tell them that 'yes it was alright' and 'no we werent illegally trying to get in and out of Australia!'
We needed a beer!
Johns parents kindly met us at the airport and we were ferried to the house in Christchurch.
Saturday the frost melted to give a great sunny day. John played host and drove us around the sights of Christchurch, very picturesque, we drove over the hills to Sumner and walked on the beach then had a coffee with the noisy seagulls! It looked a great place to live.
We had lunch outside in Le Cafe in Christchurch and watched the trams go by accompanied by a cheeky bottle of NZ white (of course!)
After taking in some of the sights we travelled back to the house to 'rug up' in readiness for the game in the evening (but first a few beers in the pub!)
The opening ceremony was all fireworks a Dakota flying overhead and 1940s singing!
the teams arrived and the All Blacks Hakka was a great thing to watch.
Mmmm 44-12 was not really what we had hoped for but the atmosphere in the stand was all good natured.
We went off for drinks after the game and found a comfy spot with a good view over the antics of the drunkards in square, inside our bar Godzilla in Japanese wreaked havoc! or was that Jez and Jus playing tip the beer on the table?!
We found that it is hard to tip toe inside a house full of sleeping parents without being silly!
Beakfast the next day was in Drexles http://www.drexels.co.nz/ Yum! then back home bumping into the England team at the airport! who were all a bit quiet, Zara Phillips and Mike Tindall slummed it on our jetstar flight.
We picked up the smallest hire car and squeezed in for the trip back to Canberra. A good weekend (very decadent though!)
We needed a beer!
Johns parents kindly met us at the airport and we were ferried to the house in Christchurch.
Saturday the frost melted to give a great sunny day. John played host and drove us around the sights of Christchurch, very picturesque, we drove over the hills to Sumner and walked on the beach then had a coffee with the noisy seagulls! It looked a great place to live.
We had lunch outside in Le Cafe in Christchurch and watched the trams go by accompanied by a cheeky bottle of NZ white (of course!)
After taking in some of the sights we travelled back to the house to 'rug up' in readiness for the game in the evening (but first a few beers in the pub!)
The opening ceremony was all fireworks a Dakota flying overhead and 1940s singing!
the teams arrived and the All Blacks Hakka was a great thing to watch.
Mmmm 44-12 was not really what we had hoped for but the atmosphere in the stand was all good natured.
We went off for drinks after the game and found a comfy spot with a good view over the antics of the drunkards in square, inside our bar Godzilla in Japanese wreaked havoc! or was that Jez and Jus playing tip the beer on the table?!
We found that it is hard to tip toe inside a house full of sleeping parents without being silly!
Beakfast the next day was in Drexles http://www.drexels.co.nz/ Yum! then back home bumping into the England team at the airport! who were all a bit quiet, Zara Phillips and Mike Tindall slummed it on our jetstar flight.
We picked up the smallest hire car and squeezed in for the trip back to Canberra. A good weekend (very decadent though!)
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