Torture

Back in Christchurch this was the day that had been dreaded, the shopping day. We had a morning to fill before catching our flight to Hong Kong. In addition to the usual souvenirs we were charged with finding a particular pair of sheepskin slippers and a native Maori nativity set. Thankfully there was some entertainment to be had from ascending the steps of the cathedral tower and a trip round the sights on the city’s traditional tram. We found the slippers but failed on the nativity despite visiting a few arts and crafts shops. We arrived in Hong Kong airport and got off the plane through the standard air tunnel, walked through departures and onto a shuttle train to the main airport. A second shuttle train took us to the shopping complex that housed our hotel. We did not have to go outside once. This was a theme that could have been continued the following day.