This is my unapologetic love letter to Timaru, South Canterbury, New Zealand. Today is my last day here after ten months working and playing here, and everything exceeded my expectations by far. I knew nothing about this place before signing up, I just guessed it was a better fit than Hamilton (too large) or Invercargill (too cold). Here are just a few things love about Timaru.
1) Location, location, location. The heart of the South Island, with the spectacular view of the Southern Alps and Mount Cook lurking in the background, as viewed from the hospital.
Mt. Cook/Aoraki peeks from above the four-windowed building in the center |
3) Also across the street from the hospital and the Botanic garden. Taking daily walks in the garden as the seasons pass greatly enhances the quality of one's life, much like having a room with a view.
4) Caroline Bay, in the center of town.
5) Tuesday night dinners with the other medical consultants, a tradition started by Bernhard Kuepper to build camaraderie, and made weekly by Camille Hemlock.
Drs. Glowienka, Hemlock, and Kuepper |
At a farewell dinner |
Haley, Florry, and me |
7) The great, hardworking secretaries that made feel at home
Helen Lithgow and Joan Robinson |
9) The great people and patients of South Canterbury, much like the good folks of Fort Bragg.
It seems only a few days ago that we arrived here on May Day.
May 1,2010 |
There are a few other random, Kiwi-related thoughts.
Kiwis are great people, but they must realize their accent and the strange things they do with vowel sounds are the subject of bemused derision from the rest of the English-speaking peoples (even the Aussies).
We have better holidays in the USA. Sure, we WAY overdo and over-commercialize everything, but I haven't seen anything here to compete with Thanksgiving or the Forth of July. Recently they "celebrated" Waitangi Day, honoring the treaty between the British and the Maoris which established the country. There were no parades, no fireworks. I realized it is in some ways the opposite of Independence Day. This is the day the Maori ceded (or may have, depending on who you believe) sovereignty to the Crown. Instead of uniting people, to date it seems to bring up some resentment and grievances on both sides. On holiday here is the Queen's Birthday, which is not actually her birthday, and is not even celebrated in the UK.
I have been puzzled and/or amused by many items in the paper, especially in the Police Notebook, to wit:
"A Timaru man, 18,was arrested for a historic assault."
"A 17-year-old woman and 24-year-old man were caught eating lollies from the bulk bins at Pak 'n Save. They were warned and trespass notices were issued."
"A 22 year-old Timaru was arrested on a warrant"
"A 33 year-old Timaru man was arrested for misusing a phone and possessing an offensive weapon."
There have been photo ops with two very prestigious trophies, the Melbourne Cup for horse racing, and the Webb Ellis Trophy for the Rugby World Cup, to be hosted by NZ later this year
M.C. |
W.E.C. |
I thought of playing a game matching the auto-makers with the models. We saw new names daily, as if they named each one individually. Try matching these:
A)Suzuki B) Toyota C)Nissan D)Daihatsu E)Mazda F)Holden- with
1)Sirion 2)Lucida 3)Astra 4)Bluebird 5)Swift 6)Tribute
(Answers below).
One last Timaru panorama |
Answers: A-5,B-2,C-4,D-1,E-6,F-3
As always very informative, from the heart and clever. Thank you for the great update John. The people of ChristChurch are in our thoughts and prayers-please let them know. Love all the photos too-they add such dimension to your blog posts. Thank you again.
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