Every now and then, I am reminded as to why not everyone enjoys the dorm-room hostel experience.....and at 3.30am when I awoke to a girl next to me snoring, sounding like a cow, on a train, wielding a chainsaw, this was one of those moments. Projectile-throwing, bashful "do you mind turning over" and a chorus of "Can you SHUT UP PLEASE" from the rest of the dormroom failed to quell her efforts. Truly, a champion of consistency, she kept this up for the 3 nights she spent as our roomate. And so after a champagne breakfast courtesy of Quantas on our flight over, we landed in Christchurch, to temperatures reminiscent of Scandinavia. Woolly gloves and hats were out, and since it wasn't cold enough in the town proper, we decided to visit the Antarctic Centre (Christchurch
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