Birthday Week

Due to an exciting week in New Zealand, I accomplished absolutely no homework over Easter break and was therefore I forced to study on my birthday. On Tuesday I had a lab report due and a midterm quiz in Chemistry and consequentially my 21st birthday resembled my long days of studying back at Gustavus. But before you start to feel bad for me, I should tell you that I did get to celebrate my birthday.

I handed in my lab report on Tuesday and took my (kind of difficult) quiz. Some friends and I decided to go to the only Mexican restaurant in Wollongong, Amigo's, because they have cheap tacos and tequila shots on Tuesdays. Unfortunately, as soon as we left International House it started down pouring. We tried to wait it out, but it didn't look like there was an end in sight. I was the only one who was well-prepared and had thought to bring an umbrella, so I tried to share it. But anyone who has ever tried to share an umbrella knows that both people get just as wet, or maybe wetter, as they would if they didn't use an umbrella. By the time we had completed our 15 minute walk to Amigo's, we were all soaking wet. My hair was a disaster and I had foolishly gone out without a hair-tie so I made a beeline for the bathroom and actually tried to blow dry it a little bit with one of those hand dryers. I don't think it worked very well, but it made me feel a little better.

Anyway, we enjoyed some tacos and tequila shots and then wondered back to International House and relaxed a little bit.

Wednesday night was my real make-up birthday celebration. One of the things that shocked me when I got to Wollongong, was that they have a UniBar on campus. I have never seen a bar on any US campus, but here in Australia students love to have a beer or two between class. I decided that since it was my fake birthday, I would indulge in this Aussie practice and have a beer before class. I had one 4:30 lecture on Wednesday, so two friends and I headed to the UniBar before that and then headed to class. I feel like I have now had the complete Australian experience. . .just kidding.

After class and dinner, we went to a very classy-looking bar called Hotel Illawara where they have Wednesday night Happy Hour for students. The real reason to go there though is that they give you free potato wedges and nachos. . .delicious. Afterwards, we went to the dance club where all Uni students go on Wednesday nights, Glasshouse. We spent some time dancing there and then made our way home in the rain again. It was a very fun night and it's weird to think that I am 21 now! Thanks for all the birthday wishes from back home!

I think that all of my fun in New Zealand and my birthday week have taken a toll on my health though. I am feeling sick for the second time this month. . .but I plan on laying low this week and recovering so that I am healthy for my trip to Melbourne next weekend. Enjoy the incredibly warm weather back home. . .I hear it was 85 yesterday!

New Zealand: The End of the Trilogy

One of the rivers we checked out as we left Milford Sound. . .it had a sign that said "Maximum Weight = 5 people". . .eek!

A waterfall we found after a 10 minute hike.


Being silly/bored in the van. . .sorry it's upside down!

A rainbow appeared as we were kayaking once the rain stopped.

A view of the sound from my kayak.

After the bungy jump we were all on an adrenaline high, but we figured it was best to get on the road asap. The boys, of course, had to make one last stop at Fergburger and then we got on our way. Our drive to Milford Sound was going to be long. . .but I managed to convince the boys to let me drive. So for the first 2 hours of the trip I was in control of our Vanette. The boys all claim that I was absolutely terrible and was practically off the road most of the time. I still firmly believe that they are lying to me and that I actually was a very good driver (I let you decide who you think is telling the truth).

We were told that the last two hours of the drive would be pretty slow and difficult, so I opted for a passenger seat and let Nick take over the wheel. It started to get dark out and it was raining as we drove (we were in a rainforest) but we finally made it to our hostel around 8 pm. The hostel was pretty creepy because it was surrounded by woods, it was raining and storming outside, and it was separated from all other civilization. Even the boys admitted to being a little creeped out. It actually turned out to be a pretty descent hostel with nice rooms and toilets, but it also felt eerily like the setting of a horror movie.

We cooked ourselves dinner again. . .this time we made tacos and then we had a pretty quiet night. I had been trying to convince the guys to play Farkel (a dice game) with me for the entire trip. They finally caved (probably because of the lack of things to do in Milford: population 100) and we played one game. None of them would admit that they actually enjoyed it though and one or two of them insisted it was the worst game they'd ever played. . .typical boys.

The next morning we were up early again in order to make it to our kayak tour. It was pouring rain outside and so we all prepared for another wet day. Our tour guide informed us that rainy days are the best days to be out on the Sound. Once we got out on the water we found out he was absolutely right. We were in a group of 10 people and we all were placed in 2 person kayaks. Justin and I were paired up and I took the front and left him in charge of steering in the back. When we got out on the Sound we were surrounded by huge mountains jutting directly out of the ocean with absolutely no beach. There were tons and tons of waterfalls streaming down the sides of the mountains. We saw one waterfall which our guide told us was 3 times taller than Niagra Falls! We kayaked around for about 4 hours and during the trip we came across a lot of seals relaxing on the rocks. Our guide informed us that these were the young bachelors who weren't old enough to go out fishing yet. He also told us that the last scene of the LOTR was actually taped where we had been kayaking. . .so if you're wondering what it looked like, check out the movie!

The kayaking was amazing, but Justin and I were constantly behind the rest of the group. For some reason we ended up being the slowest kayak, but we got over that quickly and just enjoyed ourselves. The rain stopped early into the trip which made everything much more pleasant. Our guide said we were very lucky because most of the waterfalls stop after just one hour with no rain. It worked out perfectly for us because it rained enough for the waterfalls to be plentiful, but then it stopped so we could just enjoy the ride.

After kayaking we were once again sopping wet and we headed straight for the showers. We got in the car and decided that we wanted to head back to Queenstown again. There is a two-hour stretch of highway between Milford Sound and a slightly larger town called Te Anau which is absolutely beautiful. We stopped every 20 minutes or so to do short little hikes and take pictures of glaciers and water falls and rivers.

Eventually we made it back to Queenstown, found a hostel and cooked ourselves a delicious meal of grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. We checked out the town for the rest of the night. We tried our hands at gambling and Nick actually ended up winning $50 on blackjack. I just stuck to the slots and lost a whole $4 before I decided that I'm just not lucky enough to gamble.

The next morning, after breakfast and a walk around town, we got in the car and headed toward Dunedin, a town on the east coast of NZ. It was a long drive, but we wanted to get there in time to do a penguin tour. Dunedin is well-known for it's exotic wildlife with yellow-eyed penguins, blud penguins, seals, and a lot of birds. We arrived in Dunedin at 4:45, just in time to take the last yellow-eyed penguin tour. They drove us out to a beach where a colony of around 60 penguins live. We were informed that these penguins are endangered and that we had to walk through a series of tunnels and hide-aways in order to stay hidden. We were able to see a few penguins walking up the beach returning from a day of fishing and we saw a few others just hanging out around the beach. It was fun to see penguins in their actual habitat as opposed to just at a zoo.

We had trouble finding a hostel again that night (you'd think we would have learned by now that we should book early) and were forced to put three of us in one room and two in another. Tim, Justin and I were in a four-person room with a guy named James. He was a thirty-five year old New Zealander who was perfectly nice, but a little. . .um. . .interesting. He told us almost immediately that he was trying to get on the NZ version of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? He therefore quizzed us all about where we were from in the US, the capitals of our states, and any other interesting facts that could be used as a question on the show. He chatted to us for quite awhile before we were finally able to sneak away.

We were all starving, so we began searching frantically for a restaurant. We ended up finding a little hole-in-the-wall Japanese restaurant and had some delicious food. We were all so exhausted from our busy week that we just went straight to bed. The next morning we got up and ate breakfast at a little cafe called. . .drum roll please. . .the Excelsior Cafe! It reminded me of home and made me smile. We then drove our Vanette to the steepest street in the world (Baldwin Street) and Ben insisted that we try to drive up it. I was a little skeptical about Vanna White's ability to make it up the street (it was really, really steep), but he was sure that she would make it. Much to my surprise she made it up just fine and we survived the drive back down it also.

It was then time to hit the road and get back to Christchurch. We had to return Vanna White by 5 pm that day, so we got back to the city, returned the van and then found ourselves some dinner. We went to a Texas-inspired restaurant with huge servings of ribs and burgers and fries. The food was wonderful (but then again anything tastes wonderful when you have been living off of pb & j for a week) and we were all pretty content after our meal.

Justin and I were flying out at 6:30 am on Sunday and decided that it would be easiest to just stay up the whole night rather than sleeping for just a few hours. So, the five of us stayed out quite late, but the other three guys decided to go to bed because they had later flights. Justin and I just hung out in the lounge of the hostel watching movies and drinking coffee. By the time we got to the airport we were both pretty tired, but we had to wait to get through customs and security before we could sleep. We were also informed that you have to pay $25 to leave the country. We were a little outraged, but didn't have much of a choice.

We finally got on the plane around 6:20 and promptly fell asleep (neither of us actually remember taking off) and slept for a good two hours. We arrived in Sydney at 8 am (there's a time difference) and we quickly collected our baggage and jumped on the bus to take us back to Wollongong. We made it home around 10:30 and promptly went to the dining hall to get some breakfast. I had every intention of staying awake for most of the afternoon to do some much overdue homework, but after about 10 minutes of studying I fell asleep and didn't wake up for about 3 hours.

All in all it was an absolutely amazing trip and I am seriously considering living in New Zealand for half a year after I graduate. But we'll have to see what happens. . .

New Zealand: Part II

The suspended room we jumped from!


Ben, me and Tim on our way out to the bungy jump.


Tim and Justin eating Fergburgers (they're huge, aren't they?)


Justin and I posing by a Kiwi after our long bike ride.


A nice view after we rode up a particularly large hill.


Alright, I left off yesterday by telling you that we drove to Queenstown on Monday afternoon. The drive was quite long (about 4 hours of driving) and I learned on the drive that Justin and Tim were playing the "let's see how much we can annoy Hayley in New Zealand" game. So it was definitely a long drive. . .

We arrived in Queenstown kind of late (around 7) and had a little trouble finding a hostel because apparently Easter Monday is a national holiday in NZ. We finally tracked one down and we bought some groceries at a local supermarket. Luckily, Tim is a restaurant cook back at home, so he made us some delicious pasta and pizza. We checked out Queenstown for awhile after dinner and found that it was a very nice city. It was pretty small (only about 10,000 people) and the main source of income is tourism. Here's how my guidebook describes it: "[It's] surrounded by the soaring indigo heights of the Remarkables, crowned by Coronet Peak, and framed by the meandering coves of Lake Wakatipu". . . it really was quite stunning.

We woke up the next morning and quickly found a hostel for the next night so we wouldn't be in the same pickle. We feasted on peanut butter and jelly for lunch and dinner. . .which was our staple meal for most of the trip (I don't know if I'll be able to look at peanut butter again for at least a month). Nick and Ben decided to do a river rafting adventure trip and Tim wanted to just wander around the town for the day. Justin and I decided to rent some mountain bikes and check out some of the sights. We picked up our bikes around noonand started off on a pretty intense trail that had us on and off our bikes frequently because we either couldn't make it up a hill or we were too afraid to go down a hill. Justin ended up falling off his bike twice! But don't worry. . .we were wearing helmets. After that adventurous trail we decided to take a more scenic bike ride around Lake Wakatipu. We ended up biking for about 3.5 hours and were pretty bushed by the end of it.

We went to a really famous burger place for dinner- Fergburger. It's so popular that at pretty much any time during the day you will see a line all the way out the door. The burgers were absolutely massive and we all struggled to finish them. The boys thought they were absolutely amazing (I think some of them ate Fergburgers at least twice more while we were there). I didn't think they lived up to the hype though. . .so I opted for Subway the next time they all went to Fergburger.

We had a pretty relaxed night because we wanted to be well-rested for our bungy jump trip the next day. As we were planning our trip to NZ, I initially refused to bungy jump, but at some point during the planning the boys convinced me to do the third largest bungy jump in the world with them. . .I don't know what I was thinking. We caught a bus to the bungy jump site at 10:30 am on Wednesday morning and I was absolutely petrified. We had to take a cable car across a river to this little room that was suspended above the river by cables. The bungy jump was 134 meters and we were told that we would free-fall for 8 seconds!

Tim was the first in our group to jump and when he jumped I think I screamed louder than he did. All of the other boys went and I ended up being the last one to go. Tim, Nick, and Ben were sent back to land because only a few people can be in the suspended room at a time. I was so terrified as I approached the jumping-off point and I almost didn't do it. . .but Justin and the nice women who hooked me up convinced me. I don't know what made me do it, but I finally jumped and it was the craziest feeling in the world! I just fell. . .for a long time. When I finally stopped falling I was so relieved that all I could think was: "get me back on solid ground". As we took the cable car back to land, I couldn't stop shaking. I'm really glad I faced my fear and did it, but I don't think I will be doing it again anytime soon. I am going to post the video of the jump on facebook. . .so you can check it out if you'd like.

After bungy jumping we packed up our things and began driving to Milford Sound. I'll tell you about my adventures there at a later date!

New Zealand: Part 1

Very cold and wet on top of Fox Glacier.


Me and the boys before our hike up the glacier (L to R: Tim, Justin, Nick, Ben)


Franz Josef Glacier. . .You can see Tim and Justin in the foreground.


One of the views on our drive from Christchurch to the glaciers.


Me and Tim posing on top of a big rock.

Hi Everyone!

I have a lot of catching up to do. . .I don't think I can get all of New Zealand in one post, so here is the first of a few installments.

My traveling buddies for this New Zealand adventure were Ben (from Colorado), Nick (Ben's brother who is spending a few weeks traveling with Ben), Tim (from New Hampshire), and Justin (from Kentucky). I'm not sure how I got myself into a situation of traveling with all boys. . .but after 8 days of nothing but smelly socks, burping, and other uncivilized outbursts, I'm ready for some girl time.

We (Ben, Justin and I) left for New Zealand from the Sydney airport at around 3:30 on Saturday, April 11th. The flight went very smoothly and the plane was really nice. It wasn't very full, so Justin and I had a row to ourselves (and Ben had a row completely to himself) and we all had our own personal televisions (I watched Marley & Me. . .definitely not as good as the book). We landed in Christchurch (the south island of New Zealand) around 11:30 pm and got to our hostel a little bit later. Our friend Tim had gotten there earlier in the day and Nick had arrived the day before. Even though it was late, we decided to check out the town a little bit. The town was absolutely insane for how late it was. There were tons of young people out and about and it felt like the city was still very much awake. We found an Irish pub (for some reason we love finding Irish pubs) and sat down to listen to a cover band. We were all pretty beat though, so we headed back to the hostel pretty soon after.

The next day we woke up early and picked up our rental van. It was a big white van with 1 3-person bench in the back. The model of the van was a Vannette, which officially made our van a girl. I wanted to name the van Vanna White (clever, huh?), but the boys completely refused. They preferred to call it Ye Old Van (weird, huh?). So I continued to call it Vanna White throughout the whole trip and they called our little Vanette Ye Old Van (much to my dismay). We then grabbed a little breakfast at McDonald's (it was the only thing open seeing as it was Easter Sunday) and we started driving. Christchurch didn't have much to offer and we wanted to make it to the west coast by night fall.

Our friend Ben fearlessly drove Vanna White through the mountains (he's had lots of practice seeing as he's from Colorado) and did pretty well considering the driver sits on the right side of the car and they drive on the left side of the road. For most of our driving Ben drove, Nick sat in the front, and Tim, Justin and I crammed in the back. Tim gets car sick easily so he always sat in the middle, but he is also a pretty big guy so Justin and I spent more of our time squished up against the windows.

We had to cross Arthur's Pass (a road that goes directly through a large mountain chain) and the scenery was absolutely stunning. We stopped multiple times to take pictures. I literally felt like I was in a Lord of the Rings movie the entire time I was in NZ. It is quite possibly the most beautiful country I have ever seen (I posted some pictures above so you can see what I mean). We stopped at this really neat rock formation along the way and we did a little rock scrambling up some of the larger rocks.

We finally made it to the west coast a little before dusk and we decided to hike out the the Franz Josef Glacier (we were staying near two glaciers that night: Franz Josef and Fox). It was a short hike out to the glacier and it was absolutely amazing to get so close to something that I've only heard about. It was sliding down a mountain and we were able to see the glacier from a huge gorge-like valley surrounded by other mountains. The valley was covered in gray gravel deposits from the glacier and there was a glacier stream carving through it. . .we had heard we could drink the water, but none of us actually tried it. We took a few pictures and then headed to our hostel for the night. We were all starving by this point and it was pretty late, so we decided to eat at one of two restaurants they had in town-- a Texas-inspired roadhouse. We all devoured our burgers and then headed to bed.

On Monday we woke up early (well, early for college students) and got some food at the local convenience store. We were scheduled to do a 9:35 Fox Glacier Hike. The company we went through equipped us with rain gear and cramp-ons (spiky things for our shoes) and they put us all on a bus and drove us to the glacier. We did about an 1 1/2 hike up to the glacier through a rain forest (it was raining a lot. . .typical). Most of it was uphill and we climbed something like 700 steps. We got to drink some fresh glacier water (which was amazing and definitely better than the bottled water companies that claim to use glacier water) and our guide told us a little bit about the glacier. Apparently this glacier has been growing for the past couple years, which really surprised me seeing as how there is a lot of talk about global warming melting the glaciers.

It got really cold as we approached the glacier and we all stopped to put on more layers. Most of our clothes were already soaking from all of the rain, so it ended up being a cold hike on the glacier. We climbed up onto the glacier using steps that two guides had carved out with a pickaxes early that morning. It was absolutely amazing up there. It was a huge sheet of ice with caverns and holes and valleys. Some of the ice was blue because it was so compressed that it acted like a prism and absorbed all of the colors besides blue. It was amazing to see the valley that we had just hiked through and realize that the glacier we were standing on had carved the whole thing out. After about 45 minutes on the glacier, we hiked back down. Along the way our tour guide saw a rock slide a little ways ahead of us. As we got closer to the location, he told us we were to walk quickly past the sight and that he and another guide would monitor the hill and tell us if and when we would need to run. . .not exactly what you want to hear when you are walking by a hill with boulders the size of small cars. Luckily he didn't see any more rock slides and we all made it through unharmed.

When we got back from our hike we were all soaking wet, so we immediately took warm showers and put on dry clothes. I, naturally, was much slower at getting ready than the boys and they never let me forget it. Once I was finally done getting ready we decided to start driving to our next destination. . .Queenstown: The Adventure Capital of the World. Stayed tuned for some good stories!

My Marvelous Monday

So, every Monday I have an 8:30 am lecture and then I am done for the rest of the day. This particular Monday I intended to hole myself up in the library after class to finish some much needed work. However, when I arrived at my 8:30 chemistry lecture, one of my classmates and friends asked me if I'd like to head up to Royal National Park today with him. Hmm. . .fun Australian adventure or the library? Any guesses which one I picked?

My friend Celli (an Aussie) had also invited 3 Dubliners and a Coloradan. Two of these guys live in International House with me so we already knew each other. We hopped into Celli's car and started driving. He took us north of Wollongong through all of the adorable little suburbs. The suburbs sit right on the ocean and the beaches in these towns are absolutely beautiful. Celli told us that as we approach winter it is fairly common to see whales along these beaches because they are migrating. We didn't see any on Monday, but I am definitely going to check these beaches out again.

After a little driving we arrived in Royal National park. It was an absolutely gorgeous park with dense trees and the ocean coming in and out of view. Celli drove us through the park pointing out interesting things and stopping for us to take pictures. I had no idea that the area around Wollongong was so beautiful (called the Illawara region). At last we made it to our final destination-- a little cliff overlooking a lagoon which is "an area of shallow water separated from the sea by low sandy dunes", according to dictionary.com (do you like my use of references?). Celli informed us that we would be
Celli and me looking out at one of the suburbs

jumping off the cliff. (Sidenote: before you freak out Mom, the cliff wasn't too high, Celli had jumped there before, and we checked the depth of the water before we jumped.) I was pretty scared at first, but I finally worked up the nerve to do it. My friend Robyn (one of the Dubliners) held my hand as we jumped because I was a little nervous. But I really had no reason to be afraid because it was absolutely amazing! I jumped one more time and then we swam around in the lagoon for awhile (the calm water was a nice break from the rough ocean waves).

Celli then brought us back to his house in Austinmmer (one of the little suburbs of Wollongong) and we had a little bbq (yes, Aussies actually do have a LOT of bbqs). In Australia a bbq consists of sausages (pretty much like breakfast sausages) and bread (not buns). Australians believe that hotdogs should only be cooked over the stove and that sausages are meant for breakfast and bbqs. Although there
The lagoon.

was a lack of hotdogs, the bbq was lovely and we were able to see a variety of colorful birds eating from his birdfeeders. Seeing a rainbow colored parrot on these feeders is as common as seeing a crow in your backyard in the states. Celli wasn't too excited about them, but the rest of us grabbed our cameras and went crazy taking pictures.

I had to back in Wollongong by 3:30 for SCARF (an African refugee volunteer program). I am tutoring primary school kids and this was my first session. We jumped on the train (nearly missing it!) and I met my friend Lydia to walk to the SCARF office. We worked with 2 brothers and a sister for an hour and it was a lot of fun. The kids are recent immigrants from Africa and are therefore far behind their classmates. They were really sweet kids and we will be working with them each week.


One of the colorful parrots.

**Sorry that the labels for the pictures are all out-of-whack. I'm not sure how to do this quite yet. The italicized words describe the pictures for those of you who are confused. . .

I'm a little bit country. . .

My "parents" for the weekend on top of Bushranger's Hill
Darren and I on top of one of the many large rocks on their property
Rolling some sushi!!

Petting Ume with Io and Darren.
Hello Folks,

I just arrived back in Wollongong from a very pleasant weekend in the country. My study abroad group sent us on a country life weekend in a little town about 4 hours west called Bathurst. We left Friday afternoon, drove for a few hours and then met up with our host families. I ended up staying with two guys from my study abroad group with the sweetest family ever. The parents were youngish (well, at least young in spirit) and they had one 18 year old son. They welcomed us that night with a delicious Thai meal (the mom was a phenomenal cook) and we all just sat around and chatted for most of the evening. David and Kerry (the parents) have traveled all over the world and had some very interesting stories to tell. They were very worldly and told us all about their adventures.

They also had the most beautiful house. They converted their old sheering shed into their living room/kitchen area. It still had a tin roof and they left a lot of the sheering equipment inside of it. It had one huge window that looked over the rolling country hills of Bathurst.

We finally hit the hay around midnight and I had one of the most restful sleeps I've had since being in Australia. The next morning we woke up and they took us for a hike around their farmland and their neighbor's. It was a beautiful hike, but the most amazing thing was that there were kangaroos everywhere! Every 20 minutes or so we would come across a small herd of them (5-10); they would sit and watch us for awhile and then they would hop away. I felt like I was in some sort of fantasy world. . .it was unbelievable. We also searched for koalas, but were unable to find any up in the eucalyptus trees. Kerry and David have a pet Emu (name Ume) and were able to pet him and take some pictures.

After our hike we headed off to Morgan's (the son) school to watch him play rugby. It was the first live rugby game I've seen and it was just as violent as I imagined. Just picture football without the pads. . .scary. His team ended up winning and I think I actually started to understand the game.

We headed home for a late lunch and then spent the rest of the afternoon cooking. Kerry taught us how to make sushi and we also made some appetizers for dinner that night (bruschetta and Indian chicken). I had never made sushi before, but it was actually quite easy (Kelsey- think spring rolls only easier and tastier).

For dinner we went to their neighbor's farm who were also hosting students. We ate our delicious appetizers and they made us homemade pizza, which was delicious. We had another relaxing evening talking to the students and the children of our host families.

Sunday morning we went for another early morning hike. This one was to the top of the Bushranger's hill (so named because a gang of Bushrangers used to hide out there) and we got to see Bathurst and the surrounding areas from a new perspective. The view was absolutely stunning and it made me think that country life might not be so bad afterall. We had to catch the bus at noon, so we went home to pack up. Before dropping us off they took us to the famous car racing track in town and we also stopped by a motocross race.

All in all it was a wonderful weekend. I forgot how much I missed the comforts of home. Of course this family could never replace my family, but it was still nice to have a home for a weekend.

I just have one more week of class before Easter break when I head off to New Zealand!

Cheers!