christchurch v1.1

on the road north to christchurch. the solo tour again. at the base of a giant lake with mountains all around us we stopped at one of new zealand's most photographed churches. all stone. small, maybe 45 ft x 18 ft. inside there are no stained glass windows as the congregation (of all christian faiths) believed the natural view to be more beautiful. inside the church i prayed for my grandfather. it seemed to be right. on god's doorstep. sometimes a view can inspire faith.

back at the hostel in christchurch where my roomies were the silent type. so i went to see bobby by myself. my dad would be proud - not only did i sneak a drink in to the movie, but two bags of microwave popcorn i popped before i left the hostel. the movie was fine, kind of like one long cameo for stars.

on the way home i thought about how much i will miss christchurch. outside my hostel were palm trees. i could see my breath.