Thursday, April 12

In A Sunburned Country: Australia from the view of an American living in New Zealand


"Unless we're there on one of those freak days when it rains, it will be sunny and warm- and surfing!" I remembered Wells saying as we walked into the Christchurch airport in the dark early morning. Famous last words. Just yesterday we had dropped Brady off for his flight back to the states and now there we were ready to start a whole other adventure in Australia.

"They have 287 days of sun a year." 

I thought about this statistic as rain spattered against the plane window. Welcome to Surfer's Paradise. It looks like we brought the Christchurch weather with us. We made it to the hostel while it was still really early due to the time change. We filled our empty stomachs and killed some time with an all you can eat pancake breakfast. The weather report was looking like rain so we booked a ticket to nearby Byron Bay for the day after next. Plus, it could have been the weather but this city was seeming a bit... Grunge... Seedy. It looked like it had been set up to be a small but bustling city and maybe the wrong people came. Or the surfers just weren't concerned with how it turned out.  The next day we decided not to sit around and made it out to the sea even though the sky was grey. Wells rented a surfboard and I borrowed a boogie board from the hostel. I had forgotten how fun that is! Even though it wasn't a picture perfect day it was so much fun to be in the water and enjoying the waves!

Beautiful rainbow over Byron. Photo: Wells
The next day we took a couple hour shuttle to Byron Bay, a small hippie town down the coast and it WAS a picture perfect day. The water was warm and crystal clear, Wells had the best surf day of his life and the sun was so warm, perfect for soaking up. Bliss. Florida, I will never take you for granted again. 




I'm glad we made it here in time as the next day was cloudy and the next, rainy. 
I later learned that the country had recently overcome about a decade of serious drought and that the past couple of years had brought, in natural contrast, floods. Now if I was basing my sunshine statistics mostly on a drought season, I'd expect 287 days of sun as well.  

Colors everywhere!
Our second day in Byron we took a bus tour out to Nimbin, a small hippie village lost in time. It started with the Aquarius Festival held there in 1973. Since the dairy business there collapsed, many people stayed behind and built communes for an alternate lifestyle. Think of it as Woodstock if the people had never left. Today, the area is a big supporter of legalizing cannabis, especially hemp which is free of THC. The cops have turned a semi blind eye, ignoring sales of marijuana as long as it is not on the street or in front of children. It was definitely a way to spend a few hours and see the remote rainforest area that it is surrounded by.
Nimbin area rainforest/waterfall

Ahoy!
 After a rainy day surfing in Byron, we boarded the overnight Greyhound to Sydney and arrived there the next morning (gotta save on those hostel costs). Since our room wasn't ready we explored the city a bit, toured some awesome old boats and a submarine (!), then went on a free walking tour of the city. We learned how the nation really pretty much was founded by convicts and some history into the iconic opera house and bridge. It was kinda funny being tourists again. In New Zealand, we lived in Christchurch. It was like traveling around a place we lived in and would for a while. Here, we were back in the tourists category, just touring the country for two weeks. I wondered if this was what it was going to feel like when we got back to NZ and moved out of Christchurch. For some reason it feels so different, people seems to have a different reaction depending on what you tell them. Truth be told, sometimes it is nice to play the tourist card.

Emerging from the sub!
Speaking of being a backpacking tourist, I have never been so bombarded with travel packages and travel booking stores. New Zealand and Australia are the most tourist-centric places I have ever been. New Zealand has a government I-site building in cities and at most attractions with information pamphlets and people to help you book. In Australia however there are competing companies with flashy stores offering free Internet and/or surfboards if you book through them.  The are hundreds of package deals that teach you how to surf over three days, spend a couple nights on this island or a trip to Ayers Rock. I though about how this contrasted with our backpacking trip around Europe where we pretty much figured everything out ourselves.


Our second day in Sydney was a lucky sunny day so we climbed up the bridge lookout and took the ferry across the harbour to Manly Beach where Wells did some surfing. The city is really very beautiful when the weather is nice, with so much of the city by the water.



Our last day in Sydney was spent on a Blue Mountains tour. Made of sandstone plateaus and deep valleys the are is covered with eucalyptus trees. The oil they disperse into the air gives it a blue tinge. We got to take in the sights, have a nice long bushwalk and also stopped at a conservation zoo where we pet koalas and were surrounded by wallabies and kangaroos. Or course there were also penguins, crocodiles, crazy colored birds and wombats. Australia really has the coolest animals. The wombats are a bit weird though.  We wrapped up our Sydney trip with another overnight trip, this time by train, to Melbourne.

Awesome animal photos:
Gotta love those grass filled cones!
So cute!
At the Blue Mountains
 
You really realize how big Australia is when you see the travel times. It was about 13 hours from Byron to Sydney by bus and 12 or so by train to Melbourne. Although it is pretty expensive to travel like this, it is definitely not as easy to caravan in as New Zealand. This picture might help.

By the time we ran away from the bad weather and made it to Melbourne, we had a week left in our trip which was great since we really enjoyed Melbourne from the quirky shops and street art to the diversity festival with lots of food, the super cool Australian Center for the Moving Image, and of course having friends! Wells had a high school friend studying in Melbourne and our Texan friend we had met in Christchurch lived there too. Plus we made some friends with a couple Australian Fulbrighters! Two things you won't leave the city without doing are visiting Chinatown and drinking coffee.
Chinatown is always a good bet for bustling place with cheap and different foods and other quirky things. One night out we had an all you can eat BYO(wine) dumplings meal followed by a photoshoot in a store that somehow survives on only Asian photo booths. And these are not your average mall photo booths. You get hats, choose your backgrounds, and after get to add silly clip art. So Asian.

Number two, coffee is really big in Melbourne. And by that I mean, independent coffee is really popular. Its the little tucked away shops that everyone likes and they are everywhere-if you know where to look. We went to one hidden place called 7 Seeds that a friend took us down an alley to. They roast their coffe in house and have free cuppings every week where you smell the grounds dry, in hot water, and sample them. You have a sheet to mark down tastes and smells from woody to milk chocolate to stone fruits. Learning about where all the different coffees come from and how their tastes are different felt a lot like a wine tasting- and from what we hear, that is the future of the coffee world. Here's to sophisticated palettes making us strain for those faint qualities of dark cherry.


Wells and the 12 Apostles in the early morning haze.
Part of our Melbourne experience also included a tour of the Great Ocean Road. There were plenty of day trips available but we decided on a two day trip since we heard it would not be as rushed, plus it included a nights stay. It was definitely a full couple of days but we got to see everything and we stopped and a pretty cool volcanic park where we could walk around and see koalas, wallabies and kangaroos all in the wild. We did have a pretty crazy encounter with kangaroos jumping right toward and past us. In the end, we decided that the rock formations of the Great Ocean Road reminded us a lot of Lagos, Portugal and made us extra glad that we had that awesome experience with Brady those few years ago when we explored the coastline ourselves. There is something great about being able to find and experience something on your own, though sometimes it makes more sense to do a tour like the one we did. Someone else to drive and give you information you might not have otherwise figured out (like the naming of the 12 Apostles was really just a big marketing ploy). The Blue Mountains tour was also this way. Yes, we could have spend much more time walking around the trails ourselves but our guides very informative (taught us how to throw a boomerang) and we wouldn't have seen all those awesome animals! I still think that self exploration is the way to go when you can though, and it was nice to know that Wells and I would be doing that again in New Zealand with the freedom of our own car :)

London Bridge over 'London Bridge' (which ironically half of did fall down)

All in all we had a great time in Australia and packed a whole lot in. Similarities and differences abound between the Aussies and the Kiwis. They are both fairly new countries with vast differences in terrain. Australia, however, is huge. Everyone knows where it is and where it is located. I don't know if this is the reason for it but New Zealand can feel more isolated and the people in turn have a more isolated viewpoint. I guess these things all depend on how much one has traveled as well. It should also be noted that Australia hands down has cooler animals. Koala, kangaroo, etc versus the Kiwi, a flightless bird. It's nice what the bird has been able to do for New Zealand identity, but then what? Prices, like in NZ, are pretty high- this was an expensive trip. Though I did see something I was not expecting: lower priced boxed wine($14 for five liters) and higher priced liquor ($58 for a bottle of Smirnoff).
One of the biggest differences I saw was the difference in the attitudes and reaction to the native cultures. Even though both had their basic rights severely violated, the Kiwis  still hold the Maori in a higher respect than the Aussies do the aboriginals. The Maori have their own TV channel and their language is considered an official one and one that appears under official signs. Even if there is some social discrimination, I have never felt it like it was in Melbourne concerning the aborigines. You learn about how they were killed and pushed off their land and how they may detest the area and not wish to ever return, but the tension truly becomes palpable when a cultural diversity week celebration is held in the city with food dance and performance- none of which displays a trace of the traditional culture. In this regard, New Zealand, you have shown us all up.

To end, some fun Aussie signs:
A 12-year-old with clip art must have done this.


Ah, so that's what you'd look like

Kangaroo attempt!
 

Thursday, March 15

Brady's Visit!

On March 5th we were greeted by our great friend Brady for some fun travels in the south island! We left from Christchurch for Lake Pukaki where we tried our hand at Freedom Camping again.  From there we definitely got our adrenaline fix in vibrant Queenstown before heading down to Milford sound for some more tenting and amazing scenery. After sleeping amongst the wildlife (a flightless bird stole our box of cupcakes and dragged it into the forest) and an off-trail hike across the boulders to a waterfall, a rainy Dunedin forced us to take it easy before our day trip back up to Christchurch.  On our travels we were joined by my work mate, Mattias, and together we took on the south of New Zealand.

As we had technically moved out of our apartment, Wells and I left immediately after Brady did for Australia and at the moment I am sitting in our hostel in Surfer's Paradise. For that reason I don't have much time to write now, but hopefully more to come.  With Brady's trip we started the second half of our NZ experience and we are now officially backpackers, vagabonds, whatever you want to call us. For that reason blog posts will most likely be more sparse and short as our internet availability will also be.

For now, it's hard to put into words how excited we were to see you, Brady.  But maybe this video of Wells bungy jumping will help capture the excitement.

[technical difficulties. I will do my best to get this live soon]

Please insert excitement where terror seems to be.

On another happy note, I finally got the see the Maoraki Boulders for myself after the have been gracing the background of my blog for almost 6 months!


Friday, March 2

Kaikoura and Wellington: Adventures in the country and city

Now I know it has been a while since I caught up on our travels so I'll do a nice review of our adventures in 2012 so far.

Kaikoura

After my parents left for the North Island of New Zealand, Wells and I headed north to Kaikoura. About 5 hours north of Christchurch, Kaikoura is a great coastal town that has amazing majestic mountains that come right up to the wonderfully blue water. The town itself is quite a cute coastal town with fish 'n chips, backpackers and whale watching. While trying to find a lesser known surfer spot we had heard about, we stumbled upon a camping area along
the beach that was free. Yes, FREE. Okay, so there weren't any facilities (one glorified port-a-loo down the dirt road) but still. We quickly grabbed a spot by the dunes that we shared with a small family in a campervan. We set up our tent, checked out the surf potential and got ready for dinner. This was our first 'real' camping trip and we christened our new camping pans with canned soup and Mac and cheese:




Getting out of the tent the next morning was quite a view to wake up to

We saw real seals, promise!
After a walk up the mountain and seeing seals (!) we decided we wanted to spend another night there so we picked up some more food supplies in town. Now, a quick note about traveling in New Zealand. Street signs are not nearly as plentiful as they should be, which can be a bit frustrating when trying to follow along on a map. Instead, they have done up the country with directional signs that can make it feel a bit like you are finding your way around a theme park. Christchurch this way, Mt. Hutt this way, etc and will also point out local attractions. So, on our way back to our tent we passed for at least the third time a sign that read 'Old Coventry 400m' and we figured, why not? Well it turned out that it was not a historic building for public viewing, but rather was now a small school. After a awkward visit, we left quickly and followed another sign post to a more successful visit to a lavender farm!
Feeling the moment at the lavender farm.
That night we stayed up late watching the stars by a fire.

Wellington

Even blonder!
With the help of Wells' Fulbright 'Orientation' we made our first trip to the north island in early February. We decided to get there a couple of days before the Fulbright shenanigans began, but had no idea what shenanigans we were really walking into. We flew in on Saturday, which was the second day of the International Sevens rugby tournament. This two day tournament consists of fast-passed games only 7 minutes a half, but it the fans that go truest crazy. The Sevens is known for being one giant costume party that turns into a street party at night. It was still pretty early on a cloudy, drizzly day when we arrived but people were already out in elaborate costumes and before noon, drinking. It turned out to be a wonderful mix of Halloween and tailgating that took over the whole city. As we explored the city we saw a group dressed as monopoly pieces, a group of cavemen, fire women, men dressed only in dog food bags and cross dressing abound. It was hard not to get caught up in the spirit so we stopped into one of the cheap Asain stores and picked up a few items to create an easy costume. 

Example of how elaborate the costumes get. Andrew Gorrie/Dominion Post
After watching The All Blacks win from the safety of our hotel room, we donned our costumes and set out for Courtenay Place. The street was shut off and people were everywhere. Wells got really excited when we ran into... TRON!

The next morning when I woke up I had a glowstick necklace, there was a wig on the floor and the tv was a church sermon on mute. The next couple of days were quieter with more exploring of the city- funky Cuba street, views of Wellington harbor and a conveyor belt sushi bar (I've always wanted to go to one!) That Monday was Waitangi Day but also Super Bowl Sunday in the states so a lot of kiwis sent their holiday in bars watching the game. After a trip up the cable car (!) and a walk down through the amazing botanical gardens, we found a place to sit and watch the game for a bit. I still find football boring. Plus, the didn't even show the ads, so really, what was the point?
View of Wellington and the harbour. Yes, I know, it looks just like the postcard.

Fulbright activities

Entrance to the Marae
The next morning, Wells' Fulbright schedule began. After his initial introduction to all the Fulbrighters who are just arriving now, I joined them for the lesson on Maori culture and language. It was interesting to have this type of introduction after having been here for 4 months. With so many Maori place names in this country, it was helpful to have a proper lesson on pronunciation. We prepared for our lesson to the Marae, a Maori Iwi's (tribe) meeting place. It's interesting to note that although the Maori name has been accepted as a universal term, all Iwis consider themselves to be independent entities.
When we arrived at the Marae and followed the steps to being welcomed onto it:
Karanga: Call to visitors
Tangi
Hongi: shaking hands and touching noses
Whaikorero: speech giving and exchange
Kai: eating. Food is blessed and served

Our beds for the night.
After dinner that evening we had a lesson from the marae's carpenter, then got settled into our beds for the night. Given the way the matresses were set up, Wells and I ended up sharing and sleeping very closely.
We woke up the next morning and we were the only ones in the room.... Very eerie, but also, why did nobody wake us up?? Rude. We rushed to get dressed and meet everyone else who was eating breakfast, but it turned out we had plenty of time. After some more lessons on Maori culture, it was back into central Wellington to get ready for the Fulbright cocktail party (aka networking session). It was nice to get to know the other Fulbrighters and, in a way, talk to some Americans- about things back home and New Zealand quirks.

Over the next couple of days we toured the Otari Bush, saw lots of native plants and toured parliament. After another social hour at a local pub where we met the US ambassador, we met our host family set up by Fulbright and went out to their great home on a hill in Lower Hutt, just outside of Wellington central. They were a great couple who had done some amazing travels and got us excited about ours. They took us to soe places that we wouldn't have gotten to otherwise like the Weta Cave, some great beaches and Mt. Victoria for a 360° view of the city and harbor. 

View of Wellington from Mt Victoria
Finding our own path in the bush!
 We can't wait to continue our adventures around the south island and are eagerly awaiting the arrival of Kevin Brady!