We arrived in Dunedin about 2:00 in the afternoon and were met by two taxis that were already waiting when the train pulled in. After putting the luggage in our rooms and exploring the hotel for a short while, we were off on a short walk to the downtown area in search of some more "Hokey Pokey" ice cream (by now we were all addicted to it)
On the way back to the hotel, we ran into one of the local lads who was "buskering" on the street playing Christmas Carols for donations.
we stopped to listen and when he was through with that number we threw some money into his trumpet case and said, "If you'll play one for us, we'll sing one for you".
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. The offer was heartily accepted, and while singing for him and drawing quite a crowd of holiday shoppers, we noticed a young lady with a very nice camera taking our picture. Then we noticed that the emblem on her vest read "Otago Daily Times".
When we finished that song, a reporter, who was with the photographer, began asking me questions as to who we were what we were doing in Dunedin, etc., while all the time jotting down some sort of scribbling on his note pad. I assumed it was shorthand, but you couldn't have proven it by me.
We sang another song for them, and the rest of the gathering throng, and he told us he would try to get it in tomorrow's edition of the paper, since we would be leaving at approximately 2:00 PM the next day. He asked what hotel we were staying in and again scribbled the answer on his pad. I was just sure that even if we did make the paper, the names would be spelled wrong, and nothing in the article would read correctly.
Well, not only was every named spelled correctly; every bit of vital information given to him was absolutely perfect and in easily understandable form, and the people at the newspaper hand-delivered a copy of the paper to each of our rooms by 6:00 AM the following morning. Now that's what I call class!
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