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| Trekking in Roxburgh |
The week was spent preparing for a show that Monique was invited to be in. Monique was choreographing hard whilst I worked on creating her music mix for her to dance to as the epic opening of the evening. Of course it wasn't all work, especially not with snow around! As we once again took to the fantastic hot pools in Omarama for a magical evening where we saw wildfire electrical storms circling the valley on the mountains. It was unbelieveable! In the meantime I was continuing to cook my specialties and experimenting with new stuff, all good fun!
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| Trying Out Different Styles |
The time came for us to make our way down south for the show where we were staying with the organiser ( a hairdresser called Holly from Roxburgh who runs the Belissimo Salon). We took the opportunity to have one last Roxburger and catch up with our friend Jess before knuckling down to prepare for the Tuesday night performance. The irony that it was all going to end where it began was not lost on us, it has been the perfect story. While Monique spent her days with her feet up, getting her hair done and being generally pampered, I became a general handy man fetching bits of staging and making coffee runs. Funtimes. I joke, I did really enjoy myself as I had plenty of time to head off on drives around the area and go trekking to my hearts content!
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| They decide it's time to play with my hair instead... |
The night before the show Monique and I had an interesting experience in which we nearly died, narrowly avoiding hitting a massive cow on the road. (Thank god her car can't handle uphill drives well!) We turned round and tried to shepherd the cow off the main road, it was already dark and the cow was black, not a good combination. Unfortunately a car coming the other way didn't see the cow and despite us flashing our lights like mad, hit the cow. They did slow down on seeing us which was fortunate because if they hadn't it could have been a WHOLE lot worse! The cow was badly injured and dissappeared off down the road and these poor young teenager's car (whcih didn't even belong to them) was left terribly damaged. Never a quiet night in Roxburgh.
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| Monique In Action! |
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| The Stylists In Action! |
The next day was one of wild preparation. Thanks to nature providing a massive dump of snow there were many practical difficulties to overcome much to Holly's dismay (particularly as she was a tad hungover from our antics the night before!) however we pressed on and the venue was set up with the posters, staging and products in good time for the start. Monique's opening to the show went awesome (despite her insisting she forgot half the choreography) and everyone was hugely complimentary about it. The (by the way sell out) show involved 10 models 4 of whom were waitresses serving and keeping everything running smoothly. The other 6 were used to demonstrate hair styling techniques by Holly and another hair stylist called Nelson from Dunedin. The whole evening was 50's style with fancy snacks on offer, (for $45 a ticket you'd expect so...even if I did get in free...) whilst people chatted and looked at products laid out in displays I played piano which handily excused me from much of the clean up process! Hehe =)
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| Me In Action! |
Wednesday afternoon I had a flight to catch from Queenstown. We were initially quite concerned because of the snow but we made it there just fine just in time to have Fergburger for lunch by the waterfront, where we got hassled by birds wanting a feed (much to our amusement!) As fortunately during the morning the Lindis Pass Monique was supposed to go through was restricted to only those with snow chains she could spend a bit more time with me before my flight. We drove a little down the way towards Glenorchy and used the time to transfer videos we both had of our time together. Then we drove to the airport. We must have sat outside the terminal in the car for about 45 minutes not wanting it to be over. I had never anticipated the act of leaving a car could be so damn hard. Eventually we agreed to 'just do this' and I got my bag from the boot. After one final goodbye I walked towards the terminal and she drove away. I was in a sufficient state to embarrass myself in the airport without really caring. I boarded my flight and flew north. Auckland here I come... again. Monique I love you and will never forget you, if you don't get your ass to Europe next year and come visit I will hunt. you. down. Just sayin'. =P
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| Leaving The South Island... Again |
Wednesday afternoon I had a flight to catch from Queenstown. We were initially quite concerned because of the snow but we made it there just fine just in time to have Fergburger for lunch by the waterfront, where we got hassled by birds wanting a feed (much to our amusement!) As fortunately during the morning the Lindis Pass Monique was supposed to go through was restricted to only those with snow chains she could spend a bit more time with me before my flight. We drove a little down the way towards Glenorchy and used the time to transfer videos we both had of our time together. Then we drove to the airport. We must have sat outside the terminal in the car for about 45 minutes not wanting it to be over. I had never anticipated the act of leaving a car could be so damn hard. Eventually we agreed to 'just do this' and I got my bag from the boot. After one final goodbye I walked towards the terminal and she drove away. I was in a sufficient state to embarrass myself in the airport without really caring. I boarded my flight and flew north. Auckland here I come... again. Monique I love you and will never forget you, if you don't get your ass to Europe next year and come visit I will hunt. you. down. Just sayin'. =P
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