I am seated in the middle of the Cathedral Square, the very central district of Christchurch, feeling uninspired. Facing the famous church building built in 1881, in the late spring with bright sunny sky and chilly air, my day (afternoon to be exact) is far from perfect. I am looking for an interesting encounter in this peaceful place, almost too tranquil compared to my much constant- bombardment of city chaos-ness. Relying almost heavily on tourism (judging from the availability of tourist brochure and cartoon-ish city maps), this place is flocked by many Japanese, Chinese and I would guess, Europeans too. Christchurch was firstly settled by the English while Akaroa by the French,
In the street, I can see many Asian students, some in uniforms while others in their everyday clothing, and not to mention, the older folks relaxing their tired bodies. This place reminds me of the quieter side of some Australian cities and the laid-back-ness is almost driving me nuts. I thought it must be nice for a change but my mood is just not co-operating. My most significant encounter was purchasing a bottle of white made from kiwifruit. What a highlight I thought, to purchase something local. I wanted the Manuka Honey but the price was not too pleasing. Also, I made a trip down to the New Regent Street which consist of a row of shops and cafes with some historical significance to its Spanish architecture. It is similar to the one in California, said the Visitor TV.
A cup of hot chocolate in the local café later, my mood is starting to alter to the brighter side. I begin to look forward to a good dinner. I am feeling foreign here and people tend to be slightly “colder” at first greeting but will warm up to you once you strike a conversation with them. Well, it's only natural!
I have been having Asians (with rice!) as my previous meals and I certainly crave for a nice piece of steak if not lamb which here is famous for. Bon apetit!
