The Sunbather

Had a very restful night in the hostel last night. From what I could tell there were no other patrons apart from me and the married couple I ended up sharing a room with, which was pretty awkward. But it was nice to get a quiet night in and sort out my luggage and stuff while there was space. Headed back in to the centre of Nelson after breakfast and hit up the local museum. Admission was $7 which isn't too steep but a common theme I've noticed in New Zealand museums so far is that they seem to assume a basic knowledge of kiwi/maori history/culture and lay everything else out in a sporadic, illogical way.


Headed back to the hostel along the beach mid-afternoon and found this view of a sunbather pretty far from the rest of them. Thought it might make a nice break from all the scenery pictures (by that I mean there is a human in it). Went on to catch my ride to the airport from the hostel owner in his bitching classic Ford, and got my flight to Queenstown via Christchurch.

Even though I planned the heck out of my trip before I left, I am still finding the efficiency of everything a bit suspicious. I mean, I got off the plane in Christchurch, found the bathrooms, and then without me having to find a seat it was time for me to board the connection. And there was a shuttle bus waiting at the airport and they didn't lose my baggage!

Currently trying to decide whether I should go find this local burger place that's open til 5am, or if I don't really need a burger at twenty past nine in the evening...