After sitting on the bus again all day, we made it to Dunedin, a big college town. All the towns here are like time-warps to the 1960's with downtowns lined with shops. Dunedin is like that on a massive scale, with shop-lined streets extending in every direction from a central octagon. It's a bit dirty and run-down, though. The people here drive like maniacs, and someone in a passing car honked and flipped me off in the first few minutes I was here. Needless to say, I'm not crazy about the place.

That night we went to a wild college bar with table dancing and "strip chicken." The Irish lads were looking for a bit of "who's yer father," as they say. I was in a funk, though, and didn't have much fun. I'm not much of a party-person to start with, even though I've gone out practically every night I've been here. On top of that, the novelty of being in a foreign country has worn off, and the constant moving around, and lack of sleep is getting to me. I'm going to get off the bus here to hang around with Noel, Roddy, and Anoushka a little longer. Hopefully the time in one place will cheer me up. One of the American college students studying in Sydney on the tour for Spring Break said I could look her up there. Unfortunately, I can't access her website, and I don't have her email address (hint, hint).

NOTE: My first batch of New Zealand pictures have been there for awhile, but I haven't mentioned them. I had a chance to add some caption, so check them out. I'm also attaching a relevant photo to some journal entries, so you may want to look through some of my old entries.