Dunedin wanted to get rid of us, there was no electricity from 4am, so we set off without breakfast and found a café with good toasties on the way to Christchurch. The route was varied, even along the coast, but it was more than a four-hour 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 centre. Much is new, but there are also old buildings that have been preserved. Street art can also be admired here in many places.
The botanical garden
Queenstown City
Street art
Sign of the Kiwi Cafe
The view from the hills near Chistchurch is great again, it's a bit hazy, but we can see as far as the snow-covered mountains. In the café run by a Frenchman, we get tips from our Kiwi neighbours about the viewpoint. The sandwich is excellent and scones are just the way they are.
Kathy and Ian
We were warmly welcomed by the two of them, the first breakfast lasted almost until midday, there was so much to talk about. We got onto the subject of bread and it was already agreed that we would bake together.
We were immediately invited to dinner, where we were served a wonderful Vietnamese salad and omelettes with minced meat.
We chopped together and of course talked a lot.
In our subsequent conversations, we got to talking about our shared love of Bali. And then we found out that we had attended the same Heinz von Holzen cookery school in Bumbu Bali. So we asked them if it would be ok if we cooked the next evening. They gladly agreed and Kathy baked her first bread according to Markus' recipe.
It was difficult for everyone to say goodbye, we had such a wonderful time, thank you very much, we will always remember it fondly.
