I had no idea what to expect upon entering Christchurch. I briefly stayed here for one night earlier on in my trip before taking the early morning tranzalpine train across to greymouth on the west coast. Then, I had stayed right near the train station, a little walk from the centre of the city. But I didn’t really delve into the Christchurch centre. I knew I was coming back.
On arriving here today, it initially seemed like a normal town. Driving into the suburbial areas I could have been in any other town. I mean, it wasn’t rammed with people; this vast country only has 4 million residents. But it still held this chilled kiwi vibe of locals going about their Saturday morning business. In observation Christchurch feels very flat considering it’s surrounding coastal heights. And very flat compared to all the other cities I have been to here.