Had a pretty quiet week at work. Started with a couple of days of fertility, then some gynae day surgery and outpatients, all mixed in with teaching. Plenty things the same and plenty different. Fertility treatment was fairly similar, a few of the drug names were different. However, what really astounded me was that, unlike the UK, it is possible to get pubically funded IVF if you and/or your partner already have children. Then the wait for publically funded IVF is only 7 months compared to the 3-4 years in the UK. In teaching I also discovered that all deliveries past 20 weeks gestation must be registered. Therefore any terminations between 20 and 24 weeks (the legal limit) are registered (as still births) and consequently New Zealand's still birth rate is huge compare to the Uk where both cut offs are 24 weeks.
Otherwise a good week and am ready for a break at the weekend.
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
Monday, 25 June 2007
18/6/07 Waitangi and Haruru Falls
Feeling slightly worse for wear I crawled out of bed to get my stuff together and check out of the hostel. After locking my stuff in the secure room I headed off on the walk to the Waitangi Treaty Ground. This is considered the birth place of New Zealand as it was here that the Maori cheifs signed the treaty of Waitangi and in doing so became a protectorate of the British crown. As well as a small visitors centre there is a Waka (or canoe) that was built to help celebrate the centenary of the signing ofthe treaty. This, however, is no ordinary boat. As well as being ornately carved from a Kauri tree, it is also about 100 yards long! I walked round to the treaty house where the representative of the crown, James Busby, and his family had lived. On the lawn outside there is a flag pole which marks the approxiamate site where the treaty was signed. The view across the bay to Russell, the former capital of NZ, was awesome and the water the most beautiful turquoise.
There is also a Maori meeting house next to the treaty house. Intricately carved and decorated, you have to remove your shoes to enter this sacred place. Unlike other Maori meeting houses, this one has no name as it belongs to the people of New Zealand, as opposed to any particular tribe. It was a short walk from here back to the visitor centre . I then decided to walk the 5km to Haruru Falls. Unfortunately the scenic path was closed so I walked by the road. This took you near to the summit of Mount Bledisloe and then down into the village of Haruru Falls, with its river running through it, it's very picturesque. I walked down to the small but, none the less impressive waterfalls form which the village takes its name. Having taken a few pictures I stripped off my shoes and socks and went for a paddle in the shallows above the falls. It was seriously temting to jump into the deeper areas for a swim, especially as by now the weather was swealtering. I then headed off on the walk back into Paihia.
It was on arrival back at the hostel that having walked 12km on rough track, my right ankle decided to do a very good impression of a melon. Very puffy!
Soon a very hungover Ginny was ushering us onto the bus for the trip back to Auckland.
About half way to Whangerai, Ginny announced that the 'in-flight' entertainment was to be in the form of a film. The film in question was 'Once Were Warriors'. A NZ made film about a family of Maori descent living in South Auckland. A powerful, if at times shocking, movie, it mdae you realise that there was more to NZ than the shiny tourist friendly image. Like most other countries in the world it has it's own inherent social problems.
It was just outside Auckland, whilst discussing the previous nights antics, that Ginny offered to sort the rest of my journeys with Kiwi Experience. Through various deals and driver discounts she managed to save me $300, about a hundred pounds. Just goes to show that getting pissed does have its benifits.
Arrived back in Aucklnad, going over the harbour bridge from where the night time view of the CBD was particularly mesmorising. Since all the other passengers 'de-bused' at Queen St, Ginny offered to drop me at my accomodation as it was on her way to the bus depo. I was soon in bed, knackered, after an unforgettable weekend.
There is also a Maori meeting house next to the treaty house. Intricately carved and decorated, you have to remove your shoes to enter this sacred place. Unlike other Maori meeting houses, this one has no name as it belongs to the people of New Zealand, as opposed to any particular tribe. It was a short walk from here back to the visitor centre . I then decided to walk the 5km to Haruru Falls. Unfortunately the scenic path was closed so I walked by the road. This took you near to the summit of Mount Bledisloe and then down into the village of Haruru Falls, with its river running through it, it's very picturesque. I walked down to the small but, none the less impressive waterfalls form which the village takes its name. Having taken a few pictures I stripped off my shoes and socks and went for a paddle in the shallows above the falls. It was seriously temting to jump into the deeper areas for a swim, especially as by now the weather was swealtering. I then headed off on the walk back into Paihia.
It was on arrival back at the hostel that having walked 12km on rough track, my right ankle decided to do a very good impression of a melon. Very puffy!
Soon a very hungover Ginny was ushering us onto the bus for the trip back to Auckland.
About half way to Whangerai, Ginny announced that the 'in-flight' entertainment was to be in the form of a film. The film in question was 'Once Were Warriors'. A NZ made film about a family of Maori descent living in South Auckland. A powerful, if at times shocking, movie, it mdae you realise that there was more to NZ than the shiny tourist friendly image. Like most other countries in the world it has it's own inherent social problems.
It was just outside Auckland, whilst discussing the previous nights antics, that Ginny offered to sort the rest of my journeys with Kiwi Experience. Through various deals and driver discounts she managed to save me $300, about a hundred pounds. Just goes to show that getting pissed does have its benifits.
Arrived back in Aucklnad, going over the harbour bridge from where the night time view of the CBD was particularly mesmorising. Since all the other passengers 'de-bused' at Queen St, Ginny offered to drop me at my accomodation as it was on her way to the bus depo. I was soon in bed, knackered, after an unforgettable weekend.
Saturday, 23 June 2007
17/6/07 Cape Reinga
Today was an early start again. We were going to Cape Reinga, the northern most point of mainland NZ. On the way north our first stop was the Puketi Kauri forest. 
Kauri are enormous trees, the wood of which was used by the Maori people to carve boats and tools from. Then when the European settlers came most of the trees were felled and exported to make houses and furniture. The forest we visited was one of only 3 Kauri forests left. They represent approximately 1% of what was origianally there.
After toilet and lunch stops it was time to head to Cape Reinga. This place is very sacred tothe Maori people as it is believed to be the place that there souls travel to, when they die, and depart from NZ, heading north west to Hawaiki, the ancestral homeland.
There is a functioning lighthouse on the end of the rock and you can actually see where the Pacific Ocean and the Tasman Sea meet. There are huge waves where the 2 crash into each other. The view was amazing and just off on the horizon are a group of islands called the Three Kings (of which there are clearly more than 3) and you could see round to Cape Maria van Diemen, named by Abel Tasman, the first European to discover, but never set foot on, NZ, in honour of a friends wife.
We jumped back aboard the bus and headed south. We entered the Te Paki reserve before travelling down the Te Paki stream. The bus driver explained to us that we had to keep moving otherwise we would sink in a matter of minutes!!!
We parked up on a dry bit of ground, opposite the biggest sand dunes I have ever seen. The driver unloaded a pile of boogie boards. We grabbed one each and started the 10 minute walk up the dunes. After a a brief lesson from our driver we lay on our boards and pushed off. I went hurtling down the dune, head first, with only our feet to stear and stop us. My first attempt went very wron, I ended up sideways and then rolled 4 or 5 times ending up with everywhere!
I had a few more attempts which were much more successful. My final run neraly ended with me and my board overshooting into the Te Paki stream at the bottom of the dune. Everyone was getting involved, including a 70 year old woman on our bus tour. She was quite good actually.
We attempted to rid ourselves ofas much sand as possible, a futile exercise. We reboarded the bus and headed down the stream again arriving, after a few minutes, on the 90 Mile Beach, which is actually only 64 miles long.
Our driver the proceeded to floor it and drive down the beach at aroun 100kmh. Not that fast on a road but very nerve racking on sand. After a while we stopped for a paddle in the Tasman Sea. It was surprisingly warm. I also ate a Tuatua, a shellfish from the clam family. You dig them up , give them a rinse in the sea, bash 2 together, which breaks the shells, and then eat the contents. They taste kinda like oysters but firmer. Very nice!
We then travelled down the beach with the driver pointing out various sights. The rock where, according to Mauri mythology, the demi-god Maui tied his boat before catching the fish that became the North Island and also a couple of cars belonging to tourists who had read the tide tables wrong. All you could see was some twisted metal.
We swung off the beach and after a brief stop, to wash the sand and saltwater off the bus, we headed back to the East coast, to Doubtless Bay. We stopped at Mangonui (meaning 'big shark'), a fishing port, formerly the centre of the area's whaling and export industry. We had pre-ordered a fish and chip dinner. At $6 for a good sized portion, I had to admit it was up there with the best I'd tasted, but maybe that was to do with the scenery. It was soon time to climb back on the bus to head back to Paihia.
On arrival back at the Pipi Patch I had a shower to try and get rid of the sand and then hit the bar. Soon I was involved in a bizarre drinking game, the rules of which I'm still not sur of, introduced to me by 2 canadians and a bloke from doncaster. Soon the whole bar was involved including Ginny, our Kiwi Experience bus driver for the following day. After several more drinks I was feeling fairly inebriated, when 1 of the canadians and the dude from doncatser proceeded to mount the bar and strip. I got a sudden surge of nausea and decided to head to bed.
Kauri are enormous trees, the wood of which was used by the Maori people to carve boats and tools from. Then when the European settlers came most of the trees were felled and exported to make houses and furniture. The forest we visited was one of only 3 Kauri forests left. They represent approximately 1% of what was origianally there.After toilet and lunch stops it was time to head to Cape Reinga. This place is very sacred tothe Maori people as it is believed to be the place that there souls travel to, when they die, and depart from NZ, heading north west to Hawaiki, the ancestral homeland.
There is a functioning lighthouse on the end of the rock and you can actually see where the Pacific Ocean and the Tasman Sea meet. There are huge waves where the 2 crash into each other. The view was amazing and just off on the horizon are a group of islands called the Three Kings (of which there are clearly more than 3) and you could see round to Cape Maria van Diemen, named by Abel Tasman, the first European to discover, but never set foot on, NZ, in honour of a friends wife.
We jumped back aboard the bus and headed south. We entered the Te Paki reserve before travelling down the Te Paki stream. The bus driver explained to us that we had to keep moving otherwise we would sink in a matter of minutes!!!
We parked up on a dry bit of ground, opposite the biggest sand dunes I have ever seen. The driver unloaded a pile of boogie boards. We grabbed one each and started the 10 minute walk up the dunes. After a a brief lesson from our driver we lay on our boards and pushed off. I went hurtling down the dune, head first, with only our feet to stear and stop us. My first attempt went very wron, I ended up sideways and then rolled 4 or 5 times ending up with everywhere!
I had a few more attempts which were much more successful. My final run neraly ended with me and my board overshooting into the Te Paki stream at the bottom of the dune. Everyone was getting involved, including a 70 year old woman on our bus tour. She was quite good actually.We attempted to rid ourselves ofas much sand as possible, a futile exercise. We reboarded the bus and headed down the stream again arriving, after a few minutes, on the 90 Mile Beach, which is actually only 64 miles long.
Our driver the proceeded to floor it and drive down the beach at aroun 100kmh. Not that fast on a road but very nerve racking on sand. After a while we stopped for a paddle in the Tasman Sea. It was surprisingly warm. I also ate a Tuatua, a shellfish from the clam family. You dig them up , give them a rinse in the sea, bash 2 together, which breaks the shells, and then eat the contents. They taste kinda like oysters but firmer. Very nice!
We then travelled down the beach with the driver pointing out various sights. The rock where, according to Mauri mythology, the demi-god Maui tied his boat before catching the fish that became the North Island and also a couple of cars belonging to tourists who had read the tide tables wrong. All you could see was some twisted metal.
We swung off the beach and after a brief stop, to wash the sand and saltwater off the bus, we headed back to the East coast, to Doubtless Bay. We stopped at Mangonui (meaning 'big shark'), a fishing port, formerly the centre of the area's whaling and export industry. We had pre-ordered a fish and chip dinner. At $6 for a good sized portion, I had to admit it was up there with the best I'd tasted, but maybe that was to do with the scenery. It was soon time to climb back on the bus to head back to Paihia.
On arrival back at the Pipi Patch I had a shower to try and get rid of the sand and then hit the bar. Soon I was involved in a bizarre drinking game, the rules of which I'm still not sur of, introduced to me by 2 canadians and a bloke from doncaster. Soon the whole bar was involved including Ginny, our Kiwi Experience bus driver for the following day. After several more drinks I was feeling fairly inebriated, when 1 of the canadians and the dude from doncatser proceeded to mount the bar and strip. I got a sudden surge of nausea and decided to head to bed.
Tuesday, 19 June 2007
16/6/07 Bay of Islands
Very early start today to get the bus up north. As we headed up the road our driver guide, the lovely Jamie, gave us a running commentary of the places we passed through and the history of the area. We went through Orewa, birthplace of Sir Edmund Hilary, of everest fame. He still lives in the Auckland area apparently. We also saw Whangerai, the northern most city in NZ.
During the drive we were also able to organise accommodation, book activities and organiose our pick up for the return to Auckland. Having looked at the list of activities I decided to do the dolphin swim as this also gave you a tour of the bay at the same time.
We arrived in Paihia, a small town on the edge of the bay, around midday. Jamie organised my bags to be taken to the hostel as I was straight on a boat to go and find dolphins.
We travelled around the bay for 1½ hours looking for bottlenose dolphins. The scenery was amazing and occasionally an island will come up for sale. I know what I want for my xmas!
The sun was shining and the water was amazingly clear and the brightest turquoise colour. We finally found a pod of about 10 bottlenose dolphins. I was able to go out and hang over the front of the boat to get a really close look. They were amazingly sociable, coming right up to us, and so playful, jumping 3 or 4 feet out the water. Judging by what 2 of them are up to, we may have some baby dolphins in about 11 months time.
Then the crew got us all sorted into wetsuits and snorkel gear. We were ready to hit the water.
Soon we were close enough to slip in the water and g o over to the pod. We had been encouraged to be as playful as possible. Diving down, spinnig and even singing would all encourage the dolphins curiosity. I swam to within a metre of the main group and dove down to meet them. It was only then I realised I was right in the middle of the group. There was a wild dolphin ab out 6 inches from my face. I was awe struck and waited a few seconds just staring at these amazing animals. I swam down further and rolled and spun around. I decided to spare them my singing talents. Possible the most surreal experience is swimming in the most gorgeously warm and clear water with dolphins above and below you. But bloody hell are they fast. After about 10 mins they began to swim off and there was no chance we were catching them. We jumped back on the boat and after 2 more dips we had to admit defeat. At least we had a while to play with them. We headed to the largest island in the bay to grab a shower and a hot chocolate before the trip back to Paihia.
This was definitely an experience I’ll never forget. Hopefully one of many I’ll have in the next 10 weeks.
We got back to Paihia and I headed upto the Pipi patch hostel. I got checked in and reunited with my stuff, including my blankie. I then had a dip in the hostel’s hot tub and got chatting to the other folk staying there. A mixture of those just starting their travels in NZ and those nearly finished and also lots of those who had been elsewhere in the world.
I had a quick shower and headed for the bar for the nightly BBQ. Steak, sausage baked potatoes and salad, there was even a free pint included, all for $12.
That left me with time to spare before sitting down to watch the All Blacks vs. Canada. Despite initial predictions that the game would end with a cricket score, the All Blacks played apaullingly and the Canadian’s played very well and very physically. The final score was 64-13, which is better than the french fared the week before.
In the midst of this I was refereeing a mammouth game of Monopoly a few of the other were playing. It very nearly ended in tears.
During the drive we were also able to organise accommodation, book activities and organiose our pick up for the return to Auckland. Having looked at the list of activities I decided to do the dolphin swim as this also gave you a tour of the bay at the same time.
We arrived in Paihia, a small town on the edge of the bay, around midday. Jamie organised my bags to be taken to the hostel as I was straight on a boat to go and find dolphins.
We travelled around the bay for 1½ hours looking for bottlenose dolphins. The scenery was amazing and occasionally an island will come up for sale. I know what I want for my xmas!
The sun was shining and the water was amazingly clear and the brightest turquoise colour. We finally found a pod of about 10 bottlenose dolphins. I was able to go out and hang over the front of the boat to get a really close look. They were amazingly sociable, coming right up to us, and so playful, jumping 3 or 4 feet out the water. Judging by what 2 of them are up to, we may have some baby dolphins in about 11 months time.
Then the crew got us all sorted into wetsuits and snorkel gear. We were ready to hit the water.
Soon we were close enough to slip in the water and g o over to the pod. We had been encouraged to be as playful as possible. Diving down, spinnig and even singing would all encourage the dolphins curiosity. I swam to within a metre of the main group and dove down to meet them. It was only then I realised I was right in the middle of the group. There was a wild dolphin ab out 6 inches from my face. I was awe struck and waited a few seconds just staring at these amazing animals. I swam down further and rolled and spun around. I decided to spare them my singing talents. Possible the most surreal experience is swimming in the most gorgeously warm and clear water with dolphins above and below you. But bloody hell are they fast. After about 10 mins they began to swim off and there was no chance we were catching them. We jumped back on the boat and after 2 more dips we had to admit defeat. At least we had a while to play with them. We headed to the largest island in the bay to grab a shower and a hot chocolate before the trip back to Paihia.
This was definitely an experience I’ll never forget. Hopefully one of many I’ll have in the next 10 weeks.
We got back to Paihia and I headed upto the Pipi patch hostel. I got checked in and reunited with my stuff, including my blankie. I then had a dip in the hostel’s hot tub and got chatting to the other folk staying there. A mixture of those just starting their travels in NZ and those nearly finished and also lots of those who had been elsewhere in the world.
I had a quick shower and headed for the bar for the nightly BBQ. Steak, sausage baked potatoes and salad, there was even a free pint included, all for $12.
That left me with time to spare before sitting down to watch the All Blacks vs. Canada. Despite initial predictions that the game would end with a cricket score, the All Blacks played apaullingly and the Canadian’s played very well and very physically. The final score was 64-13, which is better than the french fared the week before.
In the midst of this I was refereeing a mammouth game of Monopoly a few of the other were playing. It very nearly ended in tears.
15/6/07 Friday.. yeah!
Spent the morning in the gynae menstrual disorders clinic. Not much different except you get a score to say whether or not you go on the surgery waiting list and also how far up it you go. It’s very weird and most people I met think it’s rubbish. The consultants spend a lot of time fudging the extent of the patients symptoms so they get on the list. You also have to pay for the OCP out here. Some more than others, so Microgynon will cost you $3 a month whereas Yasmin is $75. Very starnge.
The afternoon was spent at teaching with the local 5th year students. A real mixture of nationalities and backgrounds.
Spent the evening packing for my weekend trip up north.
The afternoon was spent at teaching with the local 5th year students. A real mixture of nationalities and backgrounds.
Spent the evening packing for my weekend trip up north.
14/6/07 Ascot and my supervisor
Bloody early start this morning. Had to be in for 7.45. Not too bad as I could get a bus from outside my door that dropped me 2 mins walk from Ascot private hospitla. This is the place Keith Richards was treated when he suffered a subdural haematoma following his fall......from a coconut tree!
I was to spend the day in surgery with my supervisor. He seemed really nice. Very willing to get me involoved and he drives a BMW Z4. Alas he wasn’t willing to give it too me.....yet.
Spent the morning doing a day surgery list in their new $1 million digital theatre. Laparoscopy’s seem so much easier when the image s on a plasma screen. I could definitely get used to this.
Free lunch again, this time provided by the hospital. Nice!
The afternoon was pretty similar. However, it was about midway through the list that someone noticed that of the 7 people in theatre, the only Kiwi was on the table. What made it particulrly odd was the Glaswegian anaesthetist.
Only real bit of excitement was our abdo hysterectomy patient going into asystole for no apparent reason. I wasn’t much help, just stood there looking dazed and waiting for someone to blame me!
Supervisor gave me Monday off so I decided to spend 3 days in the very North of the North island. Plenty of stories and photos coming up then.
I was to spend the day in surgery with my supervisor. He seemed really nice. Very willing to get me involoved and he drives a BMW Z4. Alas he wasn’t willing to give it too me.....yet.
Spent the morning doing a day surgery list in their new $1 million digital theatre. Laparoscopy’s seem so much easier when the image s on a plasma screen. I could definitely get used to this.
Free lunch again, this time provided by the hospital. Nice!
The afternoon was pretty similar. However, it was about midway through the list that someone noticed that of the 7 people in theatre, the only Kiwi was on the table. What made it particulrly odd was the Glaswegian anaesthetist.
Only real bit of excitement was our abdo hysterectomy patient going into asystole for no apparent reason. I wasn’t much help, just stood there looking dazed and waiting for someone to blame me!
Supervisor gave me Monday off so I decided to spend 3 days in the very North of the North island. Plenty of stories and photos coming up then.
13/6/07 AOC
I was due to start the working part of this trip on Monday 11th. Kate, Rod and I met early and headed up to the university. Unfortunately(!) my MRSA swabs had not come back, so there was no way they were letting me set foot in the hospital. Obviously I was devestated at the fact that i’d have at least an extra day exploring.
I took the $1.60 Link bus back from the Uni, the long way round back to my accommodation. This gave me a chance to see more of K’Rd, Ponsonby and Victoria Park.
Before returning to my room I hit Foodtown, the NZ equivalent of Tesco. However unlike Tesco, the fruit and veg were amazing. Not only a huge selection of familiar as well as distinctly odd fruit and veges, but it was so fresh. The tomatoes were bright red and smelt amazing, the spinach looked like it had been on steroids and no one told me peppers were called capsicum out here.
There was also a huge selection of oriental foods, due to the massive asian population in Auckland. Otherwise a lot was the same, they had a value range and an own brand range, they even had Cadbury chocolate. In no way does Cadbury chocolate taste the same here as it does in the UK. Slightly cheesey!
After dumping my food shop at my room I spent the rest of the day exploring. When I got home and met up with Kate and Rob, I was surprised to here that Alex Bolton, another (non medic) uni friend was in town for one night only. So after a quick cahnge and some food we headed out for a few pints in a backpackers bar. Despite some huffy pub quizzers, we had a great night. Alex and co. had been here for a month, most of which was spent on the ‘Kiwi Experience’ backpackers bus. It sounded amazing and definitely inspired me for when I go travelling. But more of that later! We said goodbye and headede home in good spirits. Still no word of my MRSA results so it looked like another free day! Dash and darn!
A fairly early start, plenty to do. Straight into town to buy my NZ sim card and have my phone unblocked. It was whilst waiting for this that I decided to grab some lunch and I had my first NZ pie experience. It took place in the aptly named Piemania. It has an endless menu of award winning pies but I decided to play it safer with steak and blue cheese. It was fantastic, I can certainly see where the NZ childhood obesity crisis stems from. Will definitely be back, maybe bacon and egg or tandoori chicken!!!!
By this stage my phone was ready. Pointless though as it was now 2am in the UK so I had no-one to call. I had also plundered the Sky Tower I-site for al the info they had onbackpacker bus tours. Big fan of the I-sites, thanks for the tip Irene and Dave.
Then headed to Victoria park market for a mooch around shops. Plenty of junkie jewellery, huge amounts of sheeps wool products and even a shop that sells crocs. Amazingly I managed to stave off temptation and noot buy anything.
It was a while later, whilst checking my emails that I realised my MRSA results had been faxed through. Oh well I guess I’m strarting work tomorrow!
An early start and I headed to the Med school. Admin sorted and a brief tou of the Obs and Gynae department. We called my supervisor, who was working in Hamilton (1 hour south of Auckland) but he had me redirected to his private clinic, the Auckland Obstetric Clinic (AOC).
The clinic is amazing, very swanky and the staff are fab. Lynda, who was looking after me, was a scream and she even bought me lunch, which puts her straight into my good books. I think I may also have found sveral ‘mummies’ in the reception staff. I was plied with many cups of coffee and biscuits. Brilliant!
That evening was spent finalising my plans for the second half of my trip. Plenty of reading, research and discussion.
I took the $1.60 Link bus back from the Uni, the long way round back to my accommodation. This gave me a chance to see more of K’Rd, Ponsonby and Victoria Park.
Before returning to my room I hit Foodtown, the NZ equivalent of Tesco. However unlike Tesco, the fruit and veg were amazing. Not only a huge selection of familiar as well as distinctly odd fruit and veges, but it was so fresh. The tomatoes were bright red and smelt amazing, the spinach looked like it had been on steroids and no one told me peppers were called capsicum out here.
There was also a huge selection of oriental foods, due to the massive asian population in Auckland. Otherwise a lot was the same, they had a value range and an own brand range, they even had Cadbury chocolate. In no way does Cadbury chocolate taste the same here as it does in the UK. Slightly cheesey!
After dumping my food shop at my room I spent the rest of the day exploring. When I got home and met up with Kate and Rob, I was surprised to here that Alex Bolton, another (non medic) uni friend was in town for one night only. So after a quick cahnge and some food we headed out for a few pints in a backpackers bar. Despite some huffy pub quizzers, we had a great night. Alex and co. had been here for a month, most of which was spent on the ‘Kiwi Experience’ backpackers bus. It sounded amazing and definitely inspired me for when I go travelling. But more of that later! We said goodbye and headede home in good spirits. Still no word of my MRSA results so it looked like another free day! Dash and darn!
A fairly early start, plenty to do. Straight into town to buy my NZ sim card and have my phone unblocked. It was whilst waiting for this that I decided to grab some lunch and I had my first NZ pie experience. It took place in the aptly named Piemania. It has an endless menu of award winning pies but I decided to play it safer with steak and blue cheese. It was fantastic, I can certainly see where the NZ childhood obesity crisis stems from. Will definitely be back, maybe bacon and egg or tandoori chicken!!!!
By this stage my phone was ready. Pointless though as it was now 2am in the UK so I had no-one to call. I had also plundered the Sky Tower I-site for al the info they had onbackpacker bus tours. Big fan of the I-sites, thanks for the tip Irene and Dave.
Then headed to Victoria park market for a mooch around shops. Plenty of junkie jewellery, huge amounts of sheeps wool products and even a shop that sells crocs. Amazingly I managed to stave off temptation and noot buy anything.
It was a while later, whilst checking my emails that I realised my MRSA results had been faxed through. Oh well I guess I’m strarting work tomorrow!
An early start and I headed to the Med school. Admin sorted and a brief tou of the Obs and Gynae department. We called my supervisor, who was working in Hamilton (1 hour south of Auckland) but he had me redirected to his private clinic, the Auckland Obstetric Clinic (AOC).
The clinic is amazing, very swanky and the staff are fab. Lynda, who was looking after me, was a scream and she even bought me lunch, which puts her straight into my good books. I think I may also have found sveral ‘mummies’ in the reception staff. I was plied with many cups of coffee and biscuits. Brilliant!
That evening was spent finalising my plans for the second half of my trip. Plenty of reading, research and discussion.
Sunday, 10 June 2007
10/6/07 Auckland...at last!
I arrived at Auckland International Airport at 8am, an hour earlierthan scheduled! Got off the plane and it was whilst standing in the queue for passport control that I realised I could smell myself. Got through immigration fine and my bag was already waiting on the belt for me. It was then I noticed the lovely beagle type dog running around. The dog was attached to a biosecurity lady and the dog took a fancy to my rucksack. It turned out the cocktail sausages I'd been snacking on had left their essence on my bag. Aftewr a quick bag search all was fine.Got the airbus into town and it dropped me near my accomodation. I 'checked in' and left a note for Rob and Kate to find me. i then found my lovely room and had what can only be described as the best shower of my life. Not because of the facilities but because I'd been on a plane for 28 hours.
This is my humble abode!
Kate and Rob appeared soon after and we haeded out to exlplore. We found the hospital and the medical school before heading downtown for lunch and, at Kate's request, to get the Explorer bus. It was quite good as it allowed us to get orientated. We got back to the Sky Tower just in time to see someone do the 192m Sky Jump from the viewing platform. Guess wht'll i'll soon be doing.
Auckland as a city is amazing. It;s such a mixture of everything. There are older buildings geniuinely sandwiched between sky scrapers. The Sky Tower dominates the sky line but ther are plaenty other tall buildings downtown. In residential areas, like Parnell, the houses are so varied. Some a re traditional wood clad buildings, then there are modern glass fronted beach houses and even buildings inspired by rustic italian villas. No 2 are the same.
From the Sky tower we did a bit more exploring, I was just trying to take it all in. We headed to the quayside area for a drink at the minus 5 degree bar. A bar entirely of ice, even the glasses and the chairs. We had tro get into coats, gloves and Ugg boots to go in. We had a drink and played with the ice sculptures ( I had a wee lick) but after 30mins we had to leave as Kate was turning blue.
Still can't quite believe I'm here. Not quite sunk in yet.
9/8/07...I think! Somewhere near the equator...I think!
So got to Heathrow okay and am waiting in the largest departure lounge ever. This place has Harrods, Hamleys, Kurt Geiger, Chanel and a lamborghini parked in the middle of it all. It was a serious exercise in will power not to empty my bank account there and then.
Then my gate is announced, there is a 20 minute walk to get there! Seriously! Did get a chance to see my plane on the way down. It looked sturdy enough to carry me and my fat bum to Auckland via Hong Kong. Then a few last minute phone calls before I boarded.
Then my gate is announced, there is a 20 minute walk to get there! Seriously! Did get a chance to see my plane on the way down. It looked sturdy enough to carry me and my fat bum to Auckland via Hong Kong. Then a few last minute phone calls before I boarded.Got to my seat, window seat as requested. Luckily there was a spare seat between me and Juan, the 18 year old Spanish school leaver, who had little interest in going to uni but was wanting to improve his English whilst in NZ for 6 weeks. Suffice to say his English was already better than my Spanish. We had plenty of room to spread out and the entertainment system was awesome. An on demand service loaded with movies and amongst other things several episodes of CSI and classic All Blacks rugby matches. Watched them the whole way. Particularly enjoyed England getting demolished in 2004, watched it over and over again.
I managed to survive to Hong Kong. Plane food is really that bad.
However my excitement to see all that HK airport, the best in the world, had to offer was dampened as I left the plane and walked along the RBS sponsored gangway. For a horrible second I though I was back in Scotland. They really are taking over the world! It makes me glad I bank with them or is it them banking with me!
What I saw of Hong Kong looked very nice if a little misty. The new airport is very shiny with lots of shops, some of which sold the wierdest things. Have you seen chinese porn? It was a brief stop and soon I was back on the plane, Juan at my side!!!!!!!!
8/6/07 Edinburgh
Got to Edinburgh airport with enough time for Mum and Dad to buy me a Gin and Tonic. The nerves had really kicked in and a G&T went a long way to settle them. Felt like I was going to vomit the whole way from Kinross. Don't think Ed would have been to happy as I was in his car.
After a few words of motivation, encouragement and reassurance from all of the above I got the plane to Heathrow.
After a few words of motivation, encouragement and reassurance from all of the above I got the plane to Heathrow.
Friday, 8 June 2007
Why?
So, in a matter of hours I'll be boarding a plane and starting my big New Zealand, elective adventure proper. Right now I am feeling somewhere in between a Red setter puppy and Tigger.....You get the idea!
I decided that instead of sending out multiple group emails, which few people would read or care about that I would embrace the world of Blog so that you can find out what I'm up to if you want and if you don't then it doesn't end in tears. It's good all round.
I'll be keeping a sort of psuedo diary whilst I'm out there and will use it to update you on my progress as regularly as possible. This may be affected by computer/internet access. I also plan on sticking on some of the photos I take.
It'll be like I haven't even left!!!!
So feel free to save this site and visit it as regularly or infrequently as you want.
xxx
p.s. I apologise for any spelling and/or grammatical indiscretions made in this blog. There will be many!
I decided that instead of sending out multiple group emails, which few people would read or care about that I would embrace the world of Blog so that you can find out what I'm up to if you want and if you don't then it doesn't end in tears. It's good all round.
I'll be keeping a sort of psuedo diary whilst I'm out there and will use it to update you on my progress as regularly as possible. This may be affected by computer/internet access. I also plan on sticking on some of the photos I take.
It'll be like I haven't even left!!!!
So feel free to save this site and visit it as regularly or infrequently as you want.
xxx
p.s. I apologise for any spelling and/or grammatical indiscretions made in this blog. There will be many!
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