notes from the road

Back in Christchurch.

OK, think back. Do you remember the couple of hitchhikers from California who I picked up and invited to go to the beach? And the girl and I got along really well because we had gone through the same crap life circumstances and I was able to share my faith with her? That was sometime around the end of January.

Carolina and I are staying with them in Christchurch. Isn’t that craziness? What a small country, what a small world, and what a neat experience. Adam and Amy (the hitchers) moved to Christchurch about 2 months ago and have an apartment, jobs, 2 cars, the whole 9 yards now.

We got in last night, and this is so cool, we went to a film contest at the cinema. It was a contest open to anyone from NZ and they were all given 48 hours to make a movie. Each group was given a different genre (mystery, musical, horror, comedy, etcetera), but all had to have a main character named Kerry who was a perfectionist, a brush as a prop, and include the line, “wait a minute.” And the movie couldn’t be a second over 7 minutes. The viewing was only supposed to be for those who participated in the competition, but Adam knew one of the groups and they snuck is in.
This was even better than me and Carolina’s normal Tuesday night movie ritual. Tuesday is cheap flick night – $9 instead of $14.

Today’s Wednesday. We plan on sticking around until Saturday morning.