Leaving Nelson
The day before yesterday (great start to a line) I went to the town centre in Nelson for the last time, or what I thought would be the last time. As it happended on the way back to the hostel I met Beth so I turned around and headed back into town with her. We met Max on his way back from town and he turned around and all 3 of us ended up in Nelson town centre once more.
Beth stopped off to check her email so Max and I decided to wander round and see some places we had never seen before. The main one for me was Queens Gardens which is a lovely little park area that I had never seen in all my visits to Nelson. What a little jewel it was. “It’s not Hyde Park…” Max said as we went in through the gates (Max spent 2 years working in London) but it was nice enough.
Back at the hostel the mood was sombre, some people who have been here a while just sit and talk about the same stuff over and over and I missed having Robin around to talk to.
The evening was quiet, and after kicking a ball round with Gareth for a while Robin and Bizzie turned up fresh from their kayak trip to Abel Tasman. We helped them eat some bread and dips and veggies and Tim Tams and also some wine. We all hit the sack soon after.
I got up early to get the shuttle to the airport and said goodbye to Robin or at least, see you later. I met Carl the night porter still up in the small kitchen as he was unable to sleep after his shift ended at 6am. Carl and I had jammed a few nights before and it was good to have someone to play guitar with. It seemd the whole hostel was full of guitar players the other day.
The flights to Christchurch and Queenstown are beautiful. I still stand by what said about the best way to see New Zealand is from the air. Truly stunning scenery.
Ok, time to get a coffe, search the ads for a guitar and go buy a few nibbles to keep me going for the day, then back up the hill to the house to watch Sky TV. It ain’t all bad…
Tags: Back to New Zealand
