Wednesday, April 21, 2010
-There were Weka birds outside our car this morning, chirping away. We saw a lot of those yesterday, we thought they might be weird looking kiws at first, but saw a sign telling us we were stupid and they were Wekas. So we got ready, a little easier this morning than other mornings, not sure why. Maybe we are just getting used to it. Maybe it’s a little more methodic than it was originally, but we made our coffee in the kitchen and headed out.
-We pulled into Nelson, and the World of Wearable Arts/Collectable Cars Museum. It was smaller than I expected space wise, but had the same amount of stuff that I expected. The first room just had three ball gowns, one made entirely of wood, one made entirely out of copper tin things, and one involving an entire tea set on shelving as the bussle. Then there was a big show room, several were out in the room and stationary, but then 20 or so were on a constantly moving conveyor belt of mannequins, and then you read a card on your seat that talked about each one. I totally dug it, the materials were crazy, there were feathers and tea bags and car parts, and wood and ear plugs. Just very very strange. One looked like a brown big bird kiwi puffball. There was the South Pacific business suit with lots of sequins and craziness.
-The second half of the museum was the car collection. There was this crazy expensive luxury car that had real wood paneling and each back seat had a personal tv and the rear seats totally folded out like a lazy boy. That was pretty swank. They had a Delorian that Tim HAD to have his picture taken with.
-Nelson was like the Australia book jackpot. Of all the stores we had looked in so far, all they had was lonely planet for 60/70 bucks. This one had numerous brands, and those brands all cheaper. I gathered the best ones, and went outside to flag Tim into the store. We did our best logic and bought a small Lonely Planet Sydney book for $NZ28. That should at least last us the three days we spend there, and then we can look through Mom’s Australia book for the other cities.
-Lunch was a small bowl of nonfat cottage cheese, and a killer small bowl of fruit. It had mango, kiwi, grapes, pineapple, and canteloupe. Delicious and nutritious lunch. I miss healthy food.
-We started the drive leisurely to Picton, 3ish hours away. The weather stayed awesome and sunny with very few clouds, so we pulled off onto the shoulder pull offs a few times for pictures, listened to Tim’s ipod, it was actually a really nice drive. It’s just hard to fully enjoy how pretty and relaxing is. Its like, this is the most gorgeous place on earth, in the most beautiful weather, and we are stressing majorly about Australia and flights and getting our luggage to Sydney. Those stresses just overtake all that we should be enjoying, and its hard. We didn’t want it to be this way at all.
-Finally we had to say pause and go for a walk because we needed dinner groceries and it was getting dark soon. We walked down into Town Centre with this totally awesome little park right in front of the water to watch all the boats and ferries.
Green grass, nice beach, benches, playground. It was the perfect place, and all we could think about was luggage. We saw the big big ferry turn around into the dock, so that was somewhat interesting, it was like parking a Cadillac in a bathtub.
- Back at camp, Tim made more calls on luggage with no luck and looked up a bunch of things online. That is when I saw my bank account and had a breakdown. I can’t even go into it here because I will flip out again. And its not like I am even having a good time here. (for those reading this far, remember that this was April 21st when I wrote this…) We are cold every night, we sleep in a van, we eat crappy grocery food that is super unhealthy for us, but it’s the cheapest they have, and nothing is fun. Gas is ridiculous, everything costs more than we expected, all just to burn my savings. Ridiculous. I lost it. I sobbed in the van for at least half an hour. At least. No consolation. Can’t go home. Don’t want to stay here. Just trying to focus on being with mom in Australia, even if that means still spending more money. It will be fun, and involve hotels, and my mommy.
-It was 7:15 before we made dinner, and following the events of the day, it was an epic fail. The chicken was the worst chicken tim has ever even seen. It was 65% fat, and the actual meat was awful. We tried skilleting it, adding the veggies and butter and salt and pepper (just to make it edible) but I had about two bites of chicken, some of the veggies, and olives. The saving grace was that Tim got Uncle Bens thai rice for himself, you just microwave it, but there was enough for us both. Total savior. It didn’t help that there was a group of Germans in the kitchen making an AMAZING smelling dinner. Then they watched How I Met Your Mother. We wanted to get away from them, so we went to the tv lounge to be online and eat our chocolate cake roll thing, but it was so cold in there that we ended up back in the kitchen in the back corner, which ended up ok.
-He tried to book our flight to Sydney on Emirates, even switching over to the camp computers that were hardwired in, but it kept showing up as an error. It was annoying, cause we really need to get those tickets booked before its too late.
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