August 23

So I wake up to find its 4:30 in the morning, still no clue what day or time its supposed to be. I decide to take it a bit slow, take a long shower, flush the toilet again to make sure it doesnt spin, and then tidied up from me crashing to sleep. Its a bit later and I'm bored, so I put my shoes on and walk out the door. Wow, quite chilly compared to the day before, luckily Im wearing a couple layers. I walk down to Queen Street and check out the buildings and streets. Very strange crossing roads as Im not used to cars coming from the other direction, luckily the road junctions all have buttons to press and noise and lights to ensure me it is safe to cross. I trade in some travelers checks and decide 7 miles seems like a good idea after walking that as a combined distance through the entire summer. Walking along the shore my legs hurt, but I do happen to notice things such as there are no benches to rest on. I keep walking letting joggers and bikers pass me on whichever side they feel like as I do not know the right of way or which side of the sidewalk to walk on yet. I walk in the middle, Im American, move out of my way.

I finally reach my destination the very infamous Kelly Tarlton's Antartic Adventure and Aquarium. Sounds great to me, right up my alley in fact. Some how I feel misled about this Kelly Tarlton, there was in fact Antartic things but they would be better left in a museum. A very gimmicky Snowcat plow passing through a penguin habitat, felt very childish. Fake sea lion and robotic orca whale splashing out of the water. ugh sigh. Very Chinese Theatre from Disney. There was a little pool with big stingrays in it with too many people crowding around. Then there was a tube with a moving sidewalk type thing with fish swimming overhead. Neat concept but seems very poorly done, then it dumps you into the gift shop and your left there going where is the rest of this place? And realize that was it. Sigh I leave Mr. Tarltons very disappointed.

I slowly make my way back towards the city totaling 7 miles very sore. I spot a Burger King and decide that the King cannot let me down as he never has before. The King delivers... just not with enough ketchup... At this point I also tried my first thing entirely New Zealandish. L&P soda Paeora and Lemon soda. Tastes a bit like flat sprite thats been out in the sun.... not to bad but not all that great either. I run out of ketchup and throw the rest of the fries out as they taste like McDonalds fries instead of the normal crunchier ones (these are floppy) I head back to my hotel and call home..... and then my power converter decides to go up in smoke and fries but this fry is crunchy and burnt. Bad end to the day.