This morning we had an early start (because we didn't realise the clocks went back!) and carried on driving down to Christchurch. The earthquake was just over a month ago now, so I was expecting things to have returned to some sort of normality, but with some destruction still visible. I was totally wrong, the centre of the city was cordoned off by the military and the majority of buildings, including people's homes, were boarded up with signs claiming they were unsafe for entry. Even ten minutes out of the city centre there were homes that had been flattened. Every building we passed had spray paint on the front door to notify rescuers they had been checked for people trapped. Most roads had diversions to keep traffic away from the middle of town.
Shops and restaurants had clearly not been entered since the quake, the tables were made, with plates and glasses toppled and covered in dust. Hotels had plants toppled on the balconies, and smashed windows. Noone was around, apart from builders, police and military; it was very eerie and like something out of a horror film. I can't even imagine what the damage in Japan must be like.
After seeing the damage of Christchurch we carried on driving south, making a break in the town of Timaru. Next stop is Oamaru.
Christchurch Earthquake Appeal
