Well, I am back in the 20th century; the internet has finally made it to Chez Binder, so I can continue with my blogging adventures.
While you were all enjoying your boating, hot dogs, fireworks, democratic market-driven freedom, and ice cream in beautiful weather, we Kiwis were slogging through sub-zero temps, sleet, snow, slush, rain, and gale-force winds. Well, it felt like a gale, at least, and was quite treacherous walking across Christchurch's main square between the wind and the slippery footing. The Christchurch American Club was supposed to have a Fourth of July celebration on Saturday, complete with bonfires, hot dogs, real pickles, real ketchup, s'mores (these four are remarkably hard to come by!), and of course fireworks (left over from Guy Fawkes Day) but the shindig has been postponed until next weekend on account of the very unfriendly weather. (I am working on getting a photo to put in here to show you how un-summery it was). Well, no one said it would be easy going where the seasons are upside-down. The bright side? Skiing, or so I am told - I will report as soon as I am able to get out on the slopes.
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