Ghost in my Suitcase, Part II

Too bad Christchurch isn't like this. I don't like how they have the sheep turn into humanoids.

Where the Heck? Part I

Look at what I found as I was throwing some papers. I stuck it in my belongings to achieve the most southern sighting of a Wall Drug advertisement. I think that I have a strong bid at 43 degrees 31 minutes and 48 seconds south but I'm positive that if you went to McMurdo Station, you'd see this bumper sticker on a snow plow. I'm surprised I didn't see it in the photos that accompany the Wikipedia article. You'll notice that I didn't link to Wall Drug. It's like South of the Border, you either know what it is or you don't, and if you explain it to someone who doesn't know, they'll say, "That's retarded." Now to stick the bumper sticker on a car and take a photo at the Christchurch city limits where the welcome sign is. I guess it's not official until it's on a car.

Un-PC Title

I wanted to give this post an inpolitically correct title, but my better judgment grabbed hold. This photo is from after the cultural show at Te Whakarewarewatanga O Te Ope Taua A Wahiao. Anyone who calls me on my cell phone and says the name of the village properly gets a bottle of wine. I can't do it, because my Maori is not good. You pronounce the consonants and vowels as if they were written German, but the "wh" is pronounced as "f" as in father. Practice on "Whakapapa" and work your way up.

The village felt like Taos Pueblo with no adobe and volcanic activity. The cultural show was very nice. Plus the photo has the most attractive dancer and you can guess which one that is.

Ghost in my Suitcase

While on my North Island trip, I spent two nights at the Waitomo Caves Hotel. This was the first place that I explicitly stayed at because it was rumored to be haunted. I didn't ask the manager on duty about any activity. The only mildly strange things to report were that my first night I suffered from extremely violent and pornographic dreams. On the morning that I was leaving, a neighbor was complaining in the hallway of loud voices and foot steps at 2 am in the morning. I don't remember waking up and hearing them. The hotel is posh and highly recommended by me, independent of whether it has visitors from the other side or not. Actually, hauntings are a real concern for hotels. They will scare away asian tourists, which would suck.

Zorbing II

Here's a photo after our ride down the hill.

Wasted

I wasted my 100th post on a photo of rocks. I don't know where the bicycling shots are taken.

Yummy!

I was told that I'd get good luck if I licked the rock. The bad news is that I suffered from loose bowels for a week after I did this. The good news is that I no longer get MySpace spam after I made this my avatar.

Glacier

There is ice under all that rock.

Not Me

One activity that I won't be participating in.

Glacier Kayaking

On a glacial lake.

Dave and I

This is a nice photo of Dave and me in front of Mt Taranaki.