Well first blog - 1 month into the trip so should go back to the beginning and retrace my steps for you!

19th June - fly out of Sydney bound for Christchurch, Dad dropped me at the airport poor thing think he was getting a tad worried I was just aching to get on that plane.

Touched down in CHC turn my phone on in the terminal and it starts to ring straight away, only my drunken girls would time it so that they could here my first word when I departed the terminal, it was close to midnight local time and I was expecting it to be like a slap in the face, I was pretty sure you would here the explectives in the north.

Wasnt too bad though, can say the expletives were kept to a minimum for today anyway. Checked into Hotel So - holy s*** the best (insert swear word here) that I have ever stayed in okay for a run down it had fluro lights under the bed, in the shower and bathroom etc they called it mood lighting Im talking all the colours of the rainbow my room was like a disco awesome,was staying right off the strip of clubs on Manchester St but decided to stay in. Went into town the next day and F me cold - soo soo cold I went straight out and bought Merino wool shirts, bone chilling cold like no matter how many layers you put on its not enough. Im from Brisbane and this was just plain cruel!

Stayed for a few more days and then had to head to Queenstown for the festival ... will check in again from there!