Well, well, well-ington.

Okay, change of plan.
Coming to Christchurch scared me so much that I wanted to leave before I'd even arrived. However I am only leaving a day early, though it should also be noted I am leaving for Wellington, not Queenstown as planned. After the shock of Christchurch (which had nothing to do with the spider in my bed by the way) I felt I couldn't risk going to Queenstown in case it was the same. I have since heard that it is lovely, but I don't really want to spend 3 days alone there as I think I would feel lonely. SO, I am going back to Wellington. There were lots of things there I didn't get a chance to do, so this isn't entirely a bad thing. I am less likely to feel lonely and homesick in a place with so much to do, that I already know my way around to some degree. Although I feel I have done enough traveling for this month, and would very gladly skip home on the plane tomorrow, I will have to keep going for a while longer it seems. I can't get a refund on my home stay in Queenstown because they were greedy money grabbers, but I am trying to put that behind me and chalk it up to bad luck. I have booked to stay in a little beach cottage in Lyall Bay, Wellington and will try to visit the museum, the botanic gardens and the cinema while I'm there, but who knows! I will then have to travel back here to fly. So soon I will be setting off on a real, unplanned adventure, I feel sad but I have to keep positive!