As promised-a photo from the airplane. This shot has the Southern Alps in the background, on the way from Christchurch to Invercargill.
While shopping, I came across a beautiful, old theatre and went inside. A very kind lady escorted me around the theatre, despite a production getting ready and it being closed to guests. The presidium arch was gorgeous and I took lots of photos, but non of them turned out and I have no idea why. Nonetheless, here's a shot of the outside. I wish I could have taken at least one good photo of the presidium arch. there was a saying on it that was broken up my the emlbem in the middle. Evidently, there's been a debate raging since the theatre was built in 1905, as to whether you read the two lines on one side, then the two on the other, or if you read the entire, but broken top line, then the entire broken bottom line. It worked both ways for me...
As I was leaving, she asked where I was from and why I was in town. When I told her what I do, she got very excited and took me over to the other ladies doing the ushering, I suppose. They all gave me hugs and wished us well out there. Over the years, I've been to many countries and more often than not, the locals are not happy to have us. It was a real treat to be welcome, here.
On the downside, it cost me 40 bucks to buy toothpaste, toothbrush, deodorant, razor and shaving cream. Dinner and drinks are going to cost a fortune! And that's about it from here. I expect a 3am wake-up call and I need to have a shower and a lie down as my British buddy would say.
One other thing about this travel business. You know, crossing the International Dateline, you loose a day. December 15th, 2007 never existed for me, or I never existed for that day. I lost a day of my life and can't get it back...
Saturday, December 15, 2007
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that last bit i had to read with a Rod Serling, twilight zone voice going in my head.
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