Christmas Trees and Coppertone

Happy New Year! I can't believe it is already 2011 and I have been living in New Zealand for 11 months. It seems like yesterday that we were trying to decide whether to make the big move.

Well... Christmas in the summer was a different experience but it was still Christmas. Rather than some of the shortest days in the year, we were having the longest days of the year and temperatures were in the 20s rather than -20s. This means we were less inclined to eat heavy, hearty meals, and we saved money on electricity by not having the Christmas tree lights on all the time and by not putting up any outdoor Christmas lights (not much point since you can only turn them on after 9 pm). The commercial aspects of the holiday are not as in your face down here and overall, the holiday takes a bit more relaxed tone than it did in Canada. Despite these differences, we put up our tree, watched a few Christmas movies, made Christmas cookies and quick chip squares and of course Santa knew we had moved, so it still felt like Christmas, except we definitely missed being with our family and friends.

Christmas morning started as it normally would, waking up early to see what Santa brought. However, the sun was up almost as early as Ted (and stayed out all day to make a great summer day). After opening our presents, and catching up with some of our family on Skype, we went to a collegue's house from my work, and enjoyed a Kiwi Christmas brunch in their backyard. We had cold ham, quiche, baked goods and fresh fruit, oh yeah and beer and champagne. After brunch we headed out on our bikes, Santa had brought Ted a big downhill bike that of course had to be test driven off a few jumps. After that we partook in another Kiwi tradition and went to the beach, we even managed to go swimming. To top the day off we had "Shrimps on the Barbie" along with steak and a few veggies and garlic bread, not quite the turkey feast with all the trimmings; but we didn't have the stomach ache either.

So... all in all a pretty good Christmas Day (other than missing our family that is).

The day after Christmas Ted flew to Christchurch to start the journey to Antarctica. He flew to the ultimate down under the following day and has spent over a week now at McMurdo station in Antarctica, waiting to head to a temporary field camp near the trans Antarctic mountains. He is hopefully heading into the field camp as I write. I won't give away anymore details as I am sure he will tell a better story when he gets back at the end of January.

For New Years I headed to Rotorua with some of our friends to mountain bike. Rotorua truly stinks, it smells like Sulphur due to the number of hot spots in the area, which also means there are lots of hot springs. We spent most of the three days riding our bikes which was awesome. The trails were great, passing amongst huge pine trees and cool fern trees. There was even a shuttle bus to drag our lazy butts up the hill so we could ride back down, we did ride most of the way up a few times though. I don't have any photos but I am heading back in a few weeks and will hopefully remember to bring the camera this time.