Craziness of Christchurch

After a reasonably uneventful journey from Lake Coleridge we made it to Christchurch. I say uneventful, though PB would argue that stopping for morning tea at a place called 'Kirwee' is any thing but eventful, it's HILARIOUS!   (It appears that anything containing poos, wees, bottoms, or peenies is the funniest thing ever...)  (Actually, it doesn't even have to contain the word 'wee' .  Case in point, 'Kai Iwi Lake' that soon became 'Kai Wee Wee Lake' - what hilarity!)
After the fun of Kirwee we ventured to Christchurch.  No sign of the wildfires...
We set up camp on the outskirts of town and ventured in. It was very busy.  Lots of traffic and busy people going everywhere.  It was a stark contrast to the laid back spots we've been hanging out in.  So much so, that PB informed our next door neighbour at the campsite quite confidently that she is in Auckland now.
 Turns out our neighbour's daughter went to school with one of our friends! Tiny village, I tell you!
Went to visit our darling aunt and home again for tea. Kirwee, thanks for the entertainment en route, (he he, I said 'route').