Wellington Blues Reloaded
Ooookay, so I gotta write another one, I know... just updated the travel map, but I got an assload of stress around here, I'll make it a little shorter than usual.
After leaving Westport, I got more or less directly up to Motueka, to get the sand and the springs, and had a real hitchhiking frenzy - never waited more than about 10 minutes for a ride, so I was able to get from Westport to Motueka, visit the Pupu Springs (the clearest springs in the world, only the water underneath the antarctical shelf is clearer - it's an amazing view, there are mirrors on the waterside to be able to see underwater and you can see hundreds of meters!), and after that even to get back to Kaiteriteri Beach near Motueka, which is said to be the most beautiful beach in the world. I wouldn't totally agree, but, yeah, spent the night there, stole some sand and had hours of metaphysical discussions with some more or less fanatical christians, because the campsite was CCNZ - Christian Camping New Zealand. Some more reasons to DISLIKE organized religion. Whatever - the day after I moved on to Nelson, not busking, because there was already a guy who looked like a mixture of Jesus and Gandalf playing the flute. But I got a pretty cool backpacker hostel to put up my tent and the following day, I busked about three hours - got about 10$ per hour, so not THAT amazing... in the evening, Katha arrived and we spent some time talking with other people from Wellington, I had to change the hostel because there were ANTS everywhere, about a few dozen crawling over my tent trying to get in... The other hostel was slightly more expensive, but they offered free ice cream and chocolate pudding every evening - turned out the ice cream was just a little splash and the chocolate pudding tasted like bread... Whatever, the following day I got nearly NOTHING busking, but some people started throwing in trash in my guitar case again and I totally snapped, packed my stuff and left town heads over heels (what, in retrospective, I really regret. Really had liked to spend more time with Katha, but whatever). I was told I could get a job at the co-hostel in Picton, so that was where I was heading. But the black day wasn't over yet - I walked FIVE HOURS without getting a hitchhike, when I finally got one, it was just for about ONE KILOMETER, and I had stomach cramps that got worse and worse. Finally (check travel map to see how long I walked!) I found someone, who dropped me off in Spring Creek. Of course, in the meantime it started to heavily rain, so I was standing there, freezing, in my rain coat, trying to get to Picton. As noone was driving past, I phoned the hostel, just to learn that they don't need staff for about a few weeks.
Soo, whatever - in the end I got to Picton, got a discount on the ticket for the ferry because of the weather (stormy like hell, but I'm still alive - was quite rough though) and arrived about 2:30 in Wellington. Plus, on the ferry I met some guys I met earlier in Wellington and learned that the whole flat share where I thought I could rent in has MOVED TO AN UNKNOWN LOCATION. Luckily, one of the guys offered me to sleep at his place for the night, what I did. Well, since then I'm with Calum from NZPC, trying to repair and sell my keyboard and still looking for a place to stay for a week or so, because I really think I'm getting on his nerves - probably will be moving on today, cross fingers I find some place to stay... See you, space cowboy. Til next time.