May22
The last several months have been exciting indeed! Rus and I have done some weekend travelling to Kaikoura, Mt. Herbert, Hanmer Springs (which I did not write about because it was such a brief trip, and we took no pictures), and Blenheim/Picton. We have seen the mild Summer blend into a delightfully crisp Autumn (with a few cold and rainy tastes of Winter thrown in!). Snow now covers the tops of the distant Alps and is breathtaking to see. I have further delayed starting a job until after we return from our long holiday to United States starting in late June. Our Austrian roommate has relocated to a flat down the street, paving the way for a new resident at 20 Derby any day now. Above all, Rus and I continue to learn and discover. Here are a couple of new observations we have made:
1. The houses are, indeed, drafty (or “draughty”, as it is spelled). No central heating, single-pane windows, and poor insulation mean chilly days and cold nights. While the temperatures do not stay below freezing for long, it is hard to get and stay warm. As I naturally prone to feeling cold, this also means that I constantly wear a beanie and my turquoise puffy vest off (inside or outside). We now understand why Kiwis drink so much hot tea (4-8 cups per day!) and have likewise followed suit.
2. People constantly lose their pets.
We have had three fliers delivered to our door regarding missing cats. Furthermore, we see fliers in the supermarket and shopping areas, on utility poles, on TradeMe, etc. - everywhere! I have certainly seen fliers for missing animals in the States, but it has been many years since a person has knocked on the door and hand-delivered notices about their missing pet.
3. The Christchurch police do not carry weapons.
Having come from a place where the police are to be feared and incidents of police brutality and mistreatment run rampant (type in “police brutality” on YouTube for thousands of examples caught on video), this is a welcome and pleasant change. The police are friendly and have a laissez-faire attitude. For example, all last summer, Rus and I routinely witnessed kids openly walking around with and drinking beer, seemingly drunk, with police around. As long as they were not bothering people or damaging property, the police just left them alone. I feel like I could actually go to them for help if necessary.
4. Mobile phone use, especially in public, is not often seen.
Since talking on a mobile phone is expensive, most people communicate via text message. This means that while we see a lot of people focused on their phones, feverishly texting back and forth, there are few people who are yakking while driving, shopping, or riding the bus (although, curiously, we have both seen several people texting while cycling?!).
5. The moon is upside down.
The “face” of the moon, typically tilted toward 10 o’clock, is now situated at 4 0′clock. It also waxes and wanes in the opposite direction, too.
6. Kiwis are notoriously poor spellers.
From advertisements to menus and everything in between (see the photo I took of a Blenheim grocery store aisle label), it is surprising - albeit amusing - how many misspellings the Kiwis make. As a self-proclaimed “grammar queen” and a fan, I think I could also keep Bethany over at the “Blog” of “Unnecessary” Quotation Marks busy for months!
7. There is a man spa called “ManScape“.
Yes, you read that right! If you do not know the definition as most Americans know it, you can educate yourself from the highly-reputable and equally hilarious Urban Dictionary. Kiwis (clearly) do not use the term in exactly the same way, but Rus and I still continue to have a laugh at the name. On another note, it is professional and a very hip place for a man to get a haircut or another relaxing spa service (dare I use the word “pamper”? Nah.).
8. Grapefruits look like oranges (size and color); the oranges are the best we have ever had.
Comparing the two side-by-side, it is difficult to differentiate a New Zealand grapefruit with an orange. Their skins are the same color, similar texture, and they smell similar too. A grapefruit here is about the size of an American orange. When cut open, the flesh is yellow-orange. The taste is sweet, sour, tangy - almost as if an American orange and an American yellow grapefruit were blended together. As a fan of Florida oranges, it is hard for me to believe that there are more brilliant oranges. New Zealand oranges are smaller, sweeter, and picked when ripe, so they are exploding with flavour. Rus and I lovingly refer to them as “orange candy” for their sweetness and our ability to eat too many.
9. Amidst all of the world headlines about wars, crises, and flus, it is refreshing to see the main local headlines proclaiming the “pandemic” of people ticketed for driving on the wrong side of the road. A few months ago, there was also an indepth article about how the recession/depression was affecting the local prostitution industry, and how brothels were having to come up with creative promotions such as “lunchtime specials” and “2-for-1″ deals. Such a nice change of pace from the stabbings and shootings and other violent crimes in big cities in the States.
The last several months have certainly flown by, and it has been a joy getting to know this country and its people. Hopefully, as we continue to acclimate and make friends, we continue to enjoy some novelty as well.