Not only was my license to practice turned down, I wrote an essay to appeal it in the library where I met Sarah, a Canadian girl working on her CV. We later went to a comedy club. We were the only two people in the audience who weren't the performers! As a result we were involved with nearly every comedians set!
At one point I had to get up on stage and have a look at the standups foot!
The next day I handed in my essay, had a walk around town, visited the film archive. Which annoyed me as it was typed as "THe FILm aRCHIVe" but all the letters the same size. Does basic grammar cost extra?
I watched some 1930's and 50's rugby, which was brutal, massive non wrap around hits flying everywhere. Then I watched an old movie called 'The Silent One' a very enjoyable story about a deaf mute living in a Maori tribe. And then I'm pretty sure I did some other utterly hilarious stuff with even more hilarious consequences leading to awkward situations and quiet the pullava. But I don't remember right now so I'll move on.
The very next day I got word that I was being approved my license to practice, and that I have an awesome job waiting for me in Nelson! Happy days!
I met up with Sarah again and visited the national museum before having a night out with team CrossBreeze and some other assorted Germans. To cut a long story short, Joe and I branded ourselves the Yeastie boys, we drank a lot of strong beer and then sang some Kareoke!
The next day was a bit of a wright off except that I met up for some beers with Hendrik my old G adventures guide which was fun. I taught all the girls lots of swear words in German.
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