Dunedin wanted to get rid of us, from 4 o’clock in the morning there was no more electricity, so we left without breakfast on the way to Christchurch we found a café with good toasty’s. The route was varied, sometimes on the coast, it was more than four hours drive. We were warmly welcomed by Kathy and Ian and found shelter in their garden house with Balinese flair.
The big earthquake has left visible traces, there are many free spaces for parking in the city. A lot is new, but there is also old that has been preserved. Street art can also be admired here on many corners.
The botanical garden
Queenstown City
Street art
Sign of the Kiwi Cafe
The view from the hills near Chistchurch is great again, it is a bit hazy, but we can see as far as the mountains that are covered in snow. In the café, which is run by a Frenchman, we get tips for the viewpoint from the Kiwi table neighbors. The sandwich is excellent and scones are just as they are.
Kathy and Ian
We were warmly welcomed by the two of them, the first breakfast lasted almost until noon, there was so much to talk about. We came up with the bread topic and it was already agreed that we would bake together.
We were immediately invited to dinner, there was a wonderful Vietnamese salad and omelets with minced meat, just great.
Together we snipped and of course told a lot.
In the further conversations we talked about our common love Bali. And then it came out that we had attended the same cooking school of Heinz von Holzen at Bumbu Bali. So we asked her if it was ok if we cooked the next evening. They gladly agreed and Kathy baked her first bread according to Markus’ recipe.
Saying goodbye was a bit difficult for everyone, we had such a great time, thank you very much, it will always remain in our best memories.