Hello again,
Well, I arrived in Christchurch, but my baggage did not. More fallout from that delay in Dallas. At the time, the people at the missing baggage desk thought it was on a flight, but they didn’t know where the flight was going to, and that maybe my baggage wasn’t actually on the flight. (fun!) On top of that, because of the missing baggage, it took me over two and a half hours between getting off the plane to getting through customs.
Usually a person from the US Antarctic Program is at the airport to meet me, and tell me where my hotel is, and when I’m supposed to get my gear. I’m not sure if they were there or not, but after taking so long to get through customs, no one was there. Remember, this is Christmas Eve.
Anyway, I opened up the phone book, found a hotel (the Devon) and that’s where I am. After checking in, I considered taking a shower, but the futility of taking a shower and then putting on the same (smelly) clothes sent me on a quest to find a place in Christchurch that sells stuff like socks and underwear. Unfortunately, it seems like all of these places are closed. Almost everything is closed today, or closing early. So, I finally settled on buying a t-shirt at one of the souvenir shops around The Square. The t-shirt reads “Same Shirt-Different Day” with a little image of New Zealand. I’m not sure what the original meaning was, but I thought it fit my situation perfectly. I tried to explain this to the clerk, but he didn’t seem to get it.
After finding a shirt, I went to find something to eat. I found a Japanese restaurant that looked interesting, so I went there. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my guide, and the staff wasn’t very verbose, so I was a little confused. Evidently I had to get my own water, which was available at the counter, and the dish I ordered, tempura, didn’t come with anything else. No soup, no rice, just lots and lots of tempura. It was delicious.
Just as I was finishing my meal, a guy walked up to me and asked if I was with IceCube. Luckily for me, it was Justin Vandenbrouke, from Berkeley, who is staying at the same hotel as I am. So, he filled me in on the schedule (pick up cold weather gear on Monday, fly out Tuesday) and we went back to the hotel.
I called the baggage people again, and they said that my baggage was on a flight to Melbourne, and should arrive some time tomorrow. Christmas presence! (sic)
Happy 9 months anniversary, I can’t wait to see you!
Anyway, it’s been a long day, and now I’m sleepy, so I’ll get some rest. Thanks for reading!
-Jonathan