A Trip Back Home And A Lesson In Hospitality
After many years of living abroad, I recently returned for a visit to my old home city, Christchurch. A trip that was an emotional homecoming which was as enlightening as it was sad.
For those that have not endured the trip to the third largest city of New Zealand, Christchurch (which is situated on the east coast of the South Island) is a city that is heavily populated by European ideals. With God and the Queen of England going equally hand in hand with central beliefs this is a city that feels like it would be more fitting in the heart of England than in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
Originally colonised by English and French settlers, Christchurch in all its glory still holds tight to its English ties. Remnants of the colonial era come in the form of suburban wooden cottages, pubs that have settler’s undertones and on the menu in most restaurants, comfort food is offered to ward off the bitterly cold winds that come from the Antarctic.
Even after the destruction of a major ea…
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