Just finished an incredible day of skiing in the southern New Zeland alps and am writing this from a small internet shop in the center of Methven, the small town at the base of the alps. It's been an great trip so far. Auckland was a great introduction to the beauty of the country with its pristine shoreline and stunning bay islands. Christchurch on the south island has the charm and pace of a small town with a slight cosmopolitan flair...the central square resembles a European model as it is highlighted by a beautiful stone church.
I've met some interesting people so far. Tim from Melbourne left today for home. He was a cool guy--in his mid 20s--who was skiing for the week while his girlfriend sunned with a friend in Hawaii. Apparently she wasn't a skier. Naomi from San Jose, California was also in our ski group the past few days. She said she hated Texas because George Bush lived there...that was the extent of her political statements at the bar last night. Otherwise, she's a cool chick in her mid 40's yearning--like myself--for that next adventure.
There was OJ--our minivan driver--who drove us up from the town of Methven to the ski resort. I tried to convince Naomi and Tim that he was a deadringer for Paul McCartney. Tim agreed and laughed. Naomi chuckled, but wouldn't buy it.
There is Jenny--the owner of the Bed and Breakfast where I'm currently staying in Methven. She is a sprightly, thin woman in her mid-60s who runs a cozy operation. She lives in the house and will show up unexpectedly around any corner. Thankfully, she has yet to enter my room without notice...
On to Thailand on Sunday...more stories to come
Cheers,
Keith
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