I’d planned to leave Briar’s place bright and early, but, as usual, was slow in getting packed up and ready to leave. After getting some planning tips from Briar and her flatmates for my return to Christchurch next month, I headed out to the Saturday market at the Arts Center in the middle of the city. I was hoping to find some food, but unless delicious homemade fudge counts as food, I didn’t find any. No matter – had a nice time wandering around the market and the arts center and talking to a couple of photographers who were selling their work there. I stopped at a couple of dams along the way – I hear hydroelectric power makes up a decent percentage of NZ energy, and it’s easy to believe from what I’ve seen. The water’s crazy-blue…something about the minerals, maybe from the glaciers in the area? Other than that, I was mostly driving, and made it in to Queenstown around 8 pm, where I drove around lost for a while before finding Mark at his hotel.
We went out for Indian food (my choice…I’m not really branching out!) and then met up with Mark’s tour group at a bar downtown. I’ve been living a completely dry & fairly quiet existence at the Pujjis for the past 2 months, so I decided to take it easy for my first night out…
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