Made it back to Auckland just a few hours before super bowl kickoff and was able to watch every minute of the Patriots loss. Haaaaaa Haaaaaaa hahahahaha. Wish I could have shared in all the gloating back home. After a few Kabob's to soak up the un-countable beers, Jason and hoped on a flight down to Christchurch on the south island. On the first day there we found the most increadable sports bar I've ever seen. "The Holy Grail" is just off the main hub of the city and contains a 10 square meter projection screen, viewed from all 4 floors, along with about 20 other flat screens. Guess we were a day late on this one. Chrischurch was great for a few day put found ourselves a little ancious to pick up a car and start cruzing around. Besides, rugby season doesn't start for another week or so and don't want to stick around that long. Everyone seems to be stuck into this cricket game but lets face it... CRICKET SUCKS!!!
Due to the time difference this could have been the one and only Superbowl Monday I will ever see. All the Kiwi's that pay any attention to the American version of football were routing for the Pats, but not us. Despite my hate for Eli Manning I am extatic that I do not have to hear about the Patriots undefeated season for the rest of my life. There is a God.
Upon arrival in Christchurch on the South Island we discovered the greatest place to stay right on the main square of downtown called Camelot. Our room looks right at the Cathedral and the toursit square, we will come back. Our time here overlapped with Waitangi Day (essentially our 4th of July) when the Europeans came to an agreement with the native Maori people in a document signed in the original capitol of the Country, Russell. Needless to say the Kiwi's sure don't do an independence day like we do, but we did find some of the bars where the locals hang out and had a pretty good time. Now getting ready to leave town in our newly rented Honda CRV named "Lefty Lucy".