This morning started with the age old tradition of waking up followed by a bit of complaining then some breakfast. A quick glance at the sky immediately told us that there wouldn’t be any flights today. With no plan left for the whole day other than getting to Christchurch we repacked Starbuck and headed to Christchurch. Along the way we stopped off for some lunch but other than that not a lot happened. We turned up in Christchurch, checked in to the Hostel for Youths and sadly returned Starbuck to his actual owners. This was a very sad moment indeed as it meant that our trip was coming to an end. There seemed no more fitting way to celebrate our time with Startbuck than going out for a Mexican and drink a lot of Margaritas the odd litre or two would do the trick. It was raining in Christchurch and it was cold. Inside was definitely preferred to outside hence why we don’t have much to say. We did some washing if you’re interested in that. Two loads, one coloured one lights. The towels went in the latter. Bye.