Eight day off to Te Papa museum where we were just all too hung over to appreciate. Pa made all of us a big huge curry that was so good we had to vomit to make some more so we could eat more. Met a guy - Barry in Sarah's' room from Dublin who drank with us for the night. At the bar Sarah, Louise and I shaked our thing on the floor. Sarah stalked the bar man so much we had to leave! We sat around in the hostel pissing ourselves at Louise till 2 am....

Seventh day I was supposed to go white water rafting but was too hung over. Just as well because a girl the day before fell out of the raft, got her leg caught in between rocks and nearly drowned, the guide had to break her leg to get it out. Hung over me and those who didn't go rafting or horse riding played extreme giant jenga! Passed through a town called Bulls where the police station was called Consta-Bull - don't you just love cops that can take the piss ou...