Rebecca's Recommendations - January 5, 2007
South Island, December 14th-24th.
We began our adventures in the airport. LAX, to be exact. Eleven hours in the most boring terminal in existence while waiting to board a 14 hour flight. Ya. Really fun. We finally got to Christchurch, 30 hours after leaving Boston, and met up with my main contact from Kiwi Casino for a trip to his friend's BBQ. How's that for the authentic Kiwi experience? We're talking rugby balls flying around the backyard, parents, cousins, grilled prawns, mince fruit pies, lamb, Crowded House, and Tui beer. The next day we were treated to drinks and food at the local beer garden by the entire Kiwi Casino team, one of the highlights of the entire trip. And now for the adventurous part. We picked up our rental car, compliments of Kiwi Casino of course, and headed south for Queenstown, the adventure capital of the world. Honestly, Queenstown is one of the most unbelievable and gorgeous places I have visited in my entire life. My only complaint is that 75% of the tourist population includes 18-21 year olds that invade the hostels and bars- I have never seen so many intoxicated people making out in public in my entire life. Ew. Anyway, on to the bungy jumping. So Queenstown is the proud home of the Nevis bungy jump, a mere 230 meter free fall over a shallow river. Ya, I skipped out on that one. No thanks. I did, however, decide to hurl myself over the side of a canyon, a 160 meter fall. Much better. I actually jumped twice. See, now I'm addicted to jumping off of things- tie me up and I'll do anything.
North Island, December 24th-31st.
A few years back I became very close with a group of Kiwis that lived in Washington DC and played for a local rugby team. Many of these rugby guys have since moved back to New Zealand so I made arrangements with them for the North Island portion of our trip. It all began with spending Christmas just outside of Wellington with a day of golf, BBQing, and drinking. We did venture into the city on "boxing day", and let me tell you, Wellington is a very special place. A few points of interest: a)"party pills" are openly and legally sold in various shops that line the very public and very central streets. These "party pills" are available in many varieties and their effects are compared to those of illegal drugs such as ecstasy and speed. b)We passed a strip bar called "Mermaids". Apparently this unique establishment includes huge "fish tanks" that contain topless "mermaids" for the patrons' viewing pleasure. c)While walking down a respectable street full of cafes, music shops, and clothing stores I came across a huge neon green sign that read "20% off vibrators" (see below). d)There is a drunk homeless man that lives on a street corner and only wears a blanket- he is referred to as "blanket man" and everyone in Wellington knows what that means. Like I said, Wellington is a very special place. Right. So after spending a night in Rotarua, a town full of hot springs and horrid smells, the next stop was Bayley's Beach to visit my crazy pig hunting Maori friend. I have never seen so much pig hunting paraphernalia in my life- magazines, pictures, hunting dogs, knives, tusks, you name it. What a sicko. My friend also treated us to a night of drinking homemade rum (do not do it- worst hangover EVER) and a day of beer drinking at a local bar. When I say "local bar", I mean local as in we were the first Americans to enter the place. Not to mention they proudly sell 600 ml beers (the New Zealand version of the "40") and if you're a true alcoholic, you can purchase a wooden crate full of these ghetto beers to go. Anyone seen "Once were Warriors"? No? Rent it! Speaking of, our final destination was Auckland (not South Auckland thank god), an amazing city, but I did not see one Kiwi in the entire place. I could have sworn I was somewhere in Asia.
We left Auckland on the evening of the 31st and arrived back in Boston on the evening of the 31st. Ya. Think about that one for a minute. I am so jet lagged right now. For those of you who want to hear more about my New Zealand adventure, please let me know as this newsletter barely scratches the surface. Lastly, Happy New Year to all, and is anyone interested in purchasing an authentic Wellington vibrator? 20% off, don't forget.


