#31a Shivering Sausages

Sent: Sunday, June 2, 2002 1:23 AM

Let's get this straight from the start ok? We're not asking for sympathy, just letting you know what's going on.

We are now 2 weeks into our time in New Zealand. According to our originalitinerary we should have been here 6 weeks ago, but we took a month out of our time in the South Pacific and spent it in Australia instead, which had the
effect of delaying our arrival in NZ by 4 weeks. Result? We arrive in winter instead of autumn. It is freezing, literally, every night. On our second day we had to go out and buy pyjamas and thermals! After a week of sleeping in
thermals, pyjamas, socks, hat, scarf, gloves and 2 sleeping bags each and just before we went to ask the campervan hire company to lend us a heater, I looked again at the electric fan in the back of a cupboard in the van, and found out
it was a fan HEATER. Sausage's love for me expressed itself in a strange, violent way for a wee while.

The scenery has been spectacular. We have a couple more days on the SouthIsland and then we're off to meet a long lost cousin of mine in Wellington and have a look round the North Island, where the weather should get progressively

A couple of days ago I jumped out of this:


Sausage insists she was equally brave for travelling out to the jumping pod with me.

A week after our arrival we got tickets to the final of the Super 12 Rugby in Christchurch and watched the Christchurch Crusaders beat the ACT Brumbies (don't ask, it'll take too long to explain) 31-13. It was a great night out, again in the freezing cold.

We're just off to go walking on a glacier or two so I better go and put my crampons on......

Thanks to those of you who have written recently and apologies for the slowness in replying, email is a little thin on the ground and we keep filling our days with doing stuff.

I can't wait to get to the South Pacific and have time to do some writing again....

I hope everything is good with you and that the summer sun is beating down on you.

Lots of Love
The Travelling Sausages