30 January 2008

NZ part 4

Kaikoura means 'to eat crayfish' in Maori. I was surprised by this, as I thought it may mean 'to see thousands of seals that look like really cool dogs that swim'.

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Sarah couldn't believe it, either.

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They were everywhere, frolicking around. Apparently, they swim for up to three weeks then come in here to sleep for a few days.

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Jordan had told me about a little skatepark on the beach. Pretty fun, though the kids ruled the roost and I just had to wait my turn, then teach them how to stand up on their boards. Ever the ambassador, I took it all in my stride.

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Nice setting for a grind or two.

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We stayed with Jordans' dad Chris in his house right on the esplanade. Chris is almost exactly like Jordan in every department, looks, mannerisms, gentle nature, the lot. One of their only differences is that Chris is not into having his photo taken. Jordan freakin loves it.

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We were drinking this stuff like it was coca-cola. Sweet beer.

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This op-shop was pretty amazing.

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It's in a dump. Pretty confronting, but completely logical.

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We went for a walk, starting on a beach made of tiny black rocks that burn your feet.

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Skippin'

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Luke Skywalker grew up around these parts.

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Chris and his friend had warned us about the darker side of the seals. They apparently bite you if you get too close, as they are wild animals and are trying to rest. We came across these two blocking our path and didn't know what to do.

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Attempting to clamber above them, they got really pissed off, baring their teeth and roaring at me. I still found time to blog.

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Somehow we got past and wandered on, no longer enthralled by the stinking seals.

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The rocks looked like brains.

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