Hi everyone

It is nice to hear that many of you are enjoying our blog. We are sitting in the Bristol backpackers and learning how to load in pictures. This is the one of Caramello in the aeroplane. You can see that he is still seaching for his friend on the map. As you can see we haven't quite worked out how to put the photos near the text yet, but we will sometime.

Our next photo is of the deck chairs in Kensington Park. I forgot to tell you about those yesterday. They are lots of them dotted around the park and you have to pay to sit on them. I guess it was a good idea for many of those who live around London in flats and don't have lots of outdoor furniture but to us kiwis it was quite funny and a bit sad. We were amazed to see that they were actually used.

Harry certainly had a lovely time in the park. Jet lag is still making us feel tired and as he slept comfortably in the sun (it was about 20+) I wandered around. The bird was so funny (last photo). He swam into the pond with his head lower than his body and his head got totally dunked. He then went and sat under the fountain drenching himself to the amusement of everyone around. He must have felt hot.

We are also getting used to new cell phones and enjoying texting some of you at home. When the text arrives at 2.00 in the morning I am afraid I just ignore it - at least it doesn't keep beeping like some of your phones!! Harry has worked out that our phones can "cohabit" - this means his phone can get into my contact list - can a girl ever have any secrets?????

Our bus trip to Bristol was long. We walked to Paddington Station to save the £2 tube fare - it took ages. The footpaths are so uneven and my suitcase wheels kept getting caught. We borrowed it from Mum so I don't think she will recognise it when she gets it back. We had some lovely people come and offer to help us down all the stairs at Paddington and Victoria stations, which was really nice of them. I was expecting the bus trip to be a bit like ours in NZ - picking people up at each town and taking forever. Instead we did not stop anywhere - 2 hours 30 mins on the M4 and grass, trees, lambs and horses is all we saw and of course trucks and more trucks and more trucks. It was a little bit like the Foxton Straits.

We are so over backpackers - and it is only night 4. They seem to have lots of stairs and narrow passageways and very small bedrooms where only one of us can stand up at a time when our bags are on the floor. Anyway, this one is quite pleasant with more utensils in the kitchen, a bit more order in the fridge (doesn't smell of mouldy food). The Milan and Liverpool game is on at the moment and there are obviously supporters on both sides here. Someone just got a goal!! can you hear the noise?

We wandered around the inland port and I can see why people think Bristol is like Wellington - there are no hills, but the character has similarities with the water and the shopping etc. We had a delightful cornish pastie for afternoon tea and then went and sat in the sun looking for jobs and places to live. We will start looking for an apartment tomorrow - and we are considering sharing a flat or boarding as it is quite expensive.

That's the day - off to bed.