greetings from abroad

after 26 hours of nightmarish flight i can say - there’s starbucks in new zealand.
it’s 2pm here, 2am frankfurt time and i did not sleep for two days for more than two hours. my backapck made it through, against all belief.
everyone is wearing shorts and flip flops. luckly i have shiny pink flip flops and i fit in.
flight was long, miserable and lonely. no sleep or leg rests, very little food and i felt sick for 3-4 hours. other than that, i watched a night at the museum, most of the history boys, 10 minutes of house and babel. why is it called babel anyway? made me feel lonely and wonder why the fuck i’m flying 26 hours to the other end of the world.
singapore looks like vietnam from full metal jacket or apocalypse now. the food in the airport was too scary. there was a 7-11 though so i managed to avoid dehydration on the second leg of my flight. no food there too, and i was afraid of eating a burger. but there’s a coffeee bean in singapore. no starbucks.
christchurch is very nice but nothing exciting has happened yet [other than locating the nearest starbucks].
btw, nadav, i hold you responsible for the respritory torture i suffered during the flights. nice of you to give me a cold before flying!
soon, photos of the free massage machines in the singapore airport.

starving in new zealand.

i did not eat much for the past few days. partly because of jet lag, partly because the lack of nourishing food in new zealand. i do not know how the kiwis survive. veggies and fruits are at the very least 20 NIS a kilo, some are around 30. berries are 20 NIS per 100g. cream cheese is 11 dollars. the bread is horrible. going to the supermarket you realize how far away new zealand is - there are only 2-3 kinds of cream cheese, very little selection of frozed food and cosmetics and the prices make AMPM a bargain.

yesterday and today i saw some real kiwis. cute balls of fur running around on little feet. i'd like to take one home. i also saw a UFO in the botanic gardens and Star Wars t-shirts. i discovered the goth part of Christchurch - little kiwis have to wear school uniform - knee high socks, button down shirts, sweaters, girls wear skirts and guys wear shorts. it's very nice and all, a might be a turn on for some, but i guess it makes them rebel - almost all of them are either surfers, punks or goths, what's with their school uniform they only need to change to a black shirt to be punk-rock. there's a goth shop here to envy.

side notes and observation: nadav, KFC is selling pop chicken here. i cannot find any 2 in 1 shampoo and conditioner. i forgot the rest because my post was erased with yet another system failure and i moved to blogger.
i gotta go eat.