However, there were lots and lots of sausages and sliced bread, different salads and of course some local beers. After all had eaten enough we watched a movie about the south of the Southern Island on a big screen, in the basement of the house. That was pretty impressive and confirmed us to make a trip to Milford Sound in May. After all Victor’s host parents drove us home in a mini bus. They seemed to me very friendly, but I heard that this was an extraordinaire day at this home stay and didn’t reflect the normal life there in any aspects…
Thursday, 15th of April was New Year. Ok, not the New Year we normally celebrate but the Thai New Year. So it was quiet different and also a bit funny for us no Thai speakers. They celebrated with splashing water at each other until they were completely wet. (Un-)Fortunately we were a bit late and missed the big splash and were dry enough to stay in town and went on with our study group, this week we were at starbucks café, where we discussed our homework.
On Friday after school I stayed and watched the film “Despicable Me”. It’s an animated film about a super villain, who has to adopt three children to rich his aim, and of course they changed his life. It was quiet fun and for the first time we had popcorn and something to drink. After the film I took the next bus to Frankton, put my school stuff in my room, changed my clothes and took the next bus back to town. In the bus I met Anna and at the bus stop in Queenstown Joan and Victor. Together we looked for a good restaurant for dinner. We had some ideas where to go and at the end we went to "Ballarat Trading Company". I had a sirloin steak and we all enjoyed our meal with a glass of wine - delicious. We didn’t take any desert (or pudding) and walked through Queenstown to the next pub. Surprisingly there was nothing on (at half past eight ;-) ), so we moved on and passed Patagonia, where we couldn’t resist to buy an ice cream. It was quiet windy and when we finished eating our pudding; we went to cowboys, a nice pub in wild western style. You can play pool there or even riding a mechanical bull! But when time went on it became crowded, so we left the place, went to Winnies, just to see that nothing was on there and walked further to Buffalo. It was alright and about half past ten, Romana came a last time to town to enjoy going out in Queenstown. Unfortunately Joan wanted to catch his last regular bus at ten to eleven and Victor and Anna their bus at ten past.
So Romana and I went to Dux sub-culture, where Carina and her friends already rocked the place. A live band played well some good cover songs and it was just awesome. When the evening went on, Sabrina, Mana and one of his brothers joined us and we went to Winnies (again) where was now a bit of a party. Romana had to say goodbye, because she wanted to catch the bus on Saturday morning to Christchurch, where she’ll start her New Zealand trip. Carina knew a club at the steam wharf, where se had gone earlier this evening and they told her, she should come again after twelve, then it would be like a atomic explosion! Well, when we arrived at the place, it was like after an atomic explosion, almost dead and nobody there.
So we went to Buffalo (again), danced and played pool. When the girls disappeared, we left the club and found them outside coming back from Ferg Burgers, where they recharged their batteries. We passed the world bar (strange music) went into skyline bar (a bar, nothing more, boring) and tried to come into cowboys again, but we couldn’t and didn’t find out why not. So we went to the mini bar, which is in the opposite of cowboys. The bar is, like its name, really small and nothing more like the first floor of a house. It was ok to spend some time there until the night bus took me home at three o’clock.
If you could imagine, I didn’t save the world on Saturday morning, I slept in. xD
Then I listened to music, did some exercises in the workbook, read…, but I’m sure you don’t want to know this.
Sunday started even earlier, at six o’clock. I don’t know why, but I was a bit tired and didn’t get up quickly. In fact of that, the bus drove away, when I was leaving home. Fortunately I had enough time, so I walked to the bus shelter in Frankton, which wasn’t a big deal, although it was raining. Of course the bus to Wanaka wasn’t punctual and we (Victor, I and Vincenzo) had to wait. It was a small bus, which could take the smaller and shorter way to Wanaka and we arrived at half past eight. The weather was still bad and we decided not to take the glacier track, instead we would walk along the lake. But before we could start with our walk, I needed a real coffee (not an instant one) and Victor and Vincenzo a second breakfast.
Vincenzo stayed in town, because he wanted to visit a museum and so only Victor and I walked on. Along the lake were many coloured trees and so it took us longer because we stopped very often to take pictures. Some parts of the track were quiet boring and we had to walk on a gravel road or even beside a road. We had the chances to take a track around or up to Mt. Iron, but Victor wanted to go straight back to Wanaka. We arrived there at quarter to two and asked at the information centre how we could go to the plane museum. The woman at the desk told me that the museum is closed until August, but there is also a toy museum which has some real planes and vehicles. It didn’t sound so bad but there is no bus to the airport, where the museums are. In fact Wanaka has no public transports at all! So we walked through the city, which is really small and has no really centre, and met Vincenzo again on the beach. That’s the best part of Wanaka, because all the shops are at the other side of the street and at the beach are no buildings. We enjoyed the afternoon with beer and crisps (and Camembert!).
At 5 pm the bus came and we all left Wanaka. On this time the bus took another route over Cromwell, which is longer and not so exciting, but it didn’t matter because we all were tired.
42 Robertson St, Frankton
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