It was on the evening of November 3 in 2001 that I left Narita for New Zealand by New Zealand Airline. You remember it was the year of 9.11 disaster. There were many people canceling their oversea travels but I did not. I thought I would not have another chance to go abroad if I missed that chance. I knew I myself was very timid and very coward, so I would not want to go abroad any more. That was the first and last chance, I thought.
One of my friends , who was very young, was going to study English in NZ and I enjoyed her company to the airport of Christchurch. It was around 9 in the morning by NZ time. I said good-bye to my friend there.
Mrs. G. my host mother(sister, I should say?) was waiting for me there. What a relief! She looked rather pale, not feeling well. She had a menopausal disorder, she told me on the way to her home.
The streets were very wide. There were few cars running, Oh, beautiful, blue sky. Old churches, big supermarkets and people walking in sweaters, long sleeves, half sleeve T shirts or no sleeves---every season I saw in them. Her car was made in Japan ---Subaru Leone 4 WD.
Mrs. G was a teacher of French and English in junior high school. Mr. G had retired from his work and was enjoying his outdoor life---he was a chef! He prepared very nice dinner for her wife and me. He was really a nice cook. Every evening, at six o'clock, we had dinner. Wherever I went, I tried to be back by 6 o'clock to have dinner with them. We enjoyed our dinner time talking about how we spent the day. They enjoyed their simple life.
It was amazing the sun set around 9 p.m. It got dark after 9 in the evening! On the very first day Mrs. G took me to the supermarket to buy some materials for my breakfast after 9p.m. when every her odd job was done. Everything was different in the Southern Hemisphere
One of my friends , who was very young, was going to study English in NZ and I enjoyed her company to the airport of Christchurch. It was around 9 in the morning by NZ time. I said good-bye to my friend there.
Mrs. G. my host mother(sister, I should say?) was waiting for me there. What a relief! She looked rather pale, not feeling well. She had a menopausal disorder, she told me on the way to her home.
The streets were very wide. There were few cars running, Oh, beautiful, blue sky. Old churches, big supermarkets and people walking in sweaters, long sleeves, half sleeve T shirts or no sleeves---every season I saw in them. Her car was made in Japan ---Subaru Leone 4 WD.
Mrs. G was a teacher of French and English in junior high school. Mr. G had retired from his work and was enjoying his outdoor life---he was a chef! He prepared very nice dinner for her wife and me. He was really a nice cook. Every evening, at six o'clock, we had dinner. Wherever I went, I tried to be back by 6 o'clock to have dinner with them. We enjoyed our dinner time talking about how we spent the day. They enjoyed their simple life.
It was amazing the sun set around 9 p.m. It got dark after 9 in the evening! On the very first day Mrs. G took me to the supermarket to buy some materials for my breakfast after 9p.m. when every her odd job was done. Everything was different in the Southern Hemisphere
Your diary gives me great pleasure everyday.
Today’s diary is especially interesting because I like overseas trip.
I read it from beginning to end.
Writing took me a lot of time that it is my weak point.
I am going to continue to write in your diary.
Thank you for gave me a good chance.