Fever dream in Christchurch
- Lillis Taylor
- Aug 27
- 2 min read
Probably the worst I've felt on this trip was the 24 hrs in Christchurch. It was the middle of the morning after I posted my nutter exposition about the New Zealand Airlines uniforms when I woke up with a terrible headache and a scratchy throat like I've never suffered from before. I started thinking I might have Covid and that I would have to quarantine in this bizarre hotel on the outskirts of the Christchurch airport indefinitely. And then I woke up hours later feeling better and thinking that the headache was due to lack of caffeine. I bought a massive iced coffee and was wandering around the shopping area when my phone alerted me to this:
