Next Stop: Christchurch. The English settled Christchurch years ago and its evident everywhere you turn. The street names seem have all been named after English townships, the buildings resemble that of England’s architecture. Even the church of Christchurch attempts to have the facade of that of English churches.
Christchurch was the end of most of my friends’ trip. There’s a main airport there and sadly, a lot of people said their farewells to New Zealand and to me right there. I had spent nearly three weeks with these people: making many memories, hearing their life stories and getting to know them and beginning to call them friends. Thankfully my last night in Christchurch happened to Guy Fawke’s Night. “Remember, remember the fifth of November…” This English holiday celebrates the fact that Guy Fawkes was burned at the stake after being caught for his attempt to burn down the Queen’s house. Moral of the story: Don’t try to burn down the Queen’s or you will get burned.
Surprisingly, Christchurch played it up really big with a carnival and fireworks at the pier. It was a good way to end a great trip with great people.
Here my friends Anna, Roz and Philli are taking in the sights to be seen in the city. Then a beautiful day was spent at the lovely Christchurch Botanical Gardens. It was a fun-filled day of picture taking. The garden was free and really pretty. Two thumbs up, Christchurch.
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