We were driving down the Main North Road in Christchurch New Zealand, on our way to the Redwood Sequoia 88 for dinner when all of a sudden we spy a vehicle that makes us do a double take.
In the traffic in front of us is a double decker bus! You know, the sort that you usually expect to see going around Picadilly Circus or past Buckingham Palace… but not standing at traffic lights about 16.000,- kilometres from home.
We are probably about as far from the United Kingdom as it’s possible to get… so that leaves me wondering how on earth it got here. Maybe it just started out on Route 36 to Paddington and took a wrong turn somewhere?
The nearest “Victoria” I know of to here, is the State of the same name in Australia! The distance between Christchurch and Melbourne is 2404 kilometres (1493 miles) and most of that involves a very large expanse of water!
It’s turning down the same street we will be once the traffic lights change, but since the restaurant and the friends we are meeting is on this corner we loose sight of it by the time we make it around the intersection.
Actually, once I start thinking about it I seem to have a few very hazy kid memory’s of a double decker bus in Christchurch once before, but that was way back in the 1970′s when the Christchurch hosted the Commonwealth Games.
I remember being at my Grandparents house and getting to watch more TV than ever in my life before (that alone was memorable) … Kiwi runner John Walker shone in the athletics and a weightlifter from somewhere, dropped some very large weights off the stage of the James Hay Theatre, which sent the spectators in the first rows below him scattering for their lives…
Is this the same bus after all these years? I’m double decker impressed if it is!
Little Mr. of course was just as pleased as punch to have seen a double decker bus… squeals of delight ensued. No …sorry we can’t chase it, No …they probably wouldn’t let you ride on it and No… I have no clue where it’s going.
Just another of life’s little mysteries… a double decker down-under.