After a couple cups of tea and finishing my hat, I did venture out to find a book of Maori myths and legends. I kind of hoped to find a children's book with colorful pictures that reflected Maori art. What I found was a paperback with 28 stories written by a whiteman and illustrated by one, too. However, this seems to be a gem (ie. I can't buy it from amazon.com in the states) and the first two stories I read capture the games of the Maori gods quite well. I liken them to the accounts of Native American beliefs and the epic adventures of the Greek gods. The writings are what children's bedtime stories are made of.
I spent some time in search of an ostrich burger today, as well. I never found one, but we have seen some ostrich farms and I am curious of the taste. Instead, Genevieve and I walked down to the Queenstown famous, Fergburger restaurant and indulged in one of their unique and flavorful fergburgers. They were quite large and scrumptious but still no comparison to the Bonzai Burger at Red Robin (Incidentally, I'm looking forward to dining with some of you back home there when I return to the states)!

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