Jail House Rocks

The intrepid Monahans departed Ashburton for the big city, Christchurch, late in the afternoon (this is delayed as we haven’t been on internet so posts going up in bulk) (thanks for the lift little sis and big Dan) pitching up at the Jail House Backpackers late in the afternoon. Jenn found it on the internet and it looked quirky, the old Addington Jail converted to a back packers hostel. The rooms were the cells, it looked like it had been built in olden Victorian Days and reminded Jenn of Porridge, those whitewashed stone walls and narrow metal gantries. The kitchen was well equipped for a backpackers and it was all clean and good. We had two adjoining rooms with bunk beds which were very sturdy and very comfortable. With a 6am start for the Transcoastal train that would take us to the Interislander ferry that would take us to Wellington and the North Island that was a good thing. We spent the afternoon saying goodbye to Christchurch and took a walk through Hagley Park, past the Avon River and the punting and onto the Botanic Gardens which were lovely in the brilliant sunshine.
All had an early night after playing cards, chess and yatzee with about 5 different phones, clocks, DS’s set to alarm we felt sure that we would be up in time...