This time I didn’t move too much between two wwoofing spots, about 20 km. Mapua is a small town close to the coast, 30 min from Nelson.
After almost a month pruning and wrapping the vine in Blenheim, I left (hitch-hiking).
This time it’s a bit different, I’m staying at friend’s in Blenheim in the north-est of the South island. Middle-sized town (about 30,000 inhabitants), close from the sea and surounded by low mountains.
Drastic change, I switch from the deep countryside to a beach house. People here are also fairly different, more cultivated and above all atheists (the farmers were christians, tried to get me to the church and to convert me).
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After three days spent in Christchurch (and a mean fight between drunk guys at the backpackers’), I’ve headed to Geraldine. No it’s not the name of an old New-Zealand’s hooker, it’s a town.
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The city is very impressive since it was partly destroyed (downtown mainly) by two earthquakes.