Fare well to a great friend

We finally rolled into Christchurch after our mountain ordeal.

That evening, our last night together Joe and I went to the pub. It was a really good laugh.

We then said our farewells the next morning after getting lost in the Christchurch stupid one way system as we tried to buy some new trainers from rebel sports.

Joe has fast become my best friend and I will miss him a lot. We have had so much fun over the last two months and I really hope Australia goes well for him and maybe we can rent a place when we get back to Brighton.

After a long drive and another bloody speeding ticket I got to Nelson, my base for the next... However long...