I arrived off the plane in Christchurch in the early hours of the 29th April and headed straight on the shuttle bus to my hostel. I had booked ahead online for a place called ‘The Jailhouse’. As I arrived I found it was exactly as described. The new owners had barely changed the building from when it had, really quite recently, been a jail. As I was arriving late I had to let myself in using the code and found my key waiting for me at reception. I walked into...