Christchurch

The first week, I adjusted to life in a students residence again. I met a lot of Sabines friends which I liked with no exception. On Wednesday we went to the UC-Tramping club meeting. I became a member and we signed in and paid for the oncoming Avalanche and Cnow Cramping Weekend. I can't remember any more but the ones who read all the above might be not too sad about that.

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