Chaos in Christchurch

Here we are then. 37 hours, 7 airplane meals, 4 flights and a confusing airport shuttle ride later, we have safely arrived in Christchurch.
Again, saying goodbye in Zaventem didn't prove to be my favourite waste of time... But once we passed every security check and passport control, we quickly put the smiles back on our faces and started to enjoy the ride.
The trip went very smoothly; we had a tad of a delay when leaving for London, but that was only to our advantage: less waiting time in heathrow. All the connections (London, Bangkok, Sydney) passed without problems.
On arrival in Christchurch this noon, we learnt that there had been 3 more (quite severe) aftershocks to the earthquake of last week. Of course that was something we hadn't planned! It proved quite an ordeal to get to our hotel. We passed several road blocks, guarded by military men and police, and couldn't enter loads of places in the city centre. We ended up being guided by a man from the tourist info, who actually drove us as far as possible and persuaded the army men to let us pass. Thank you, unknown mister!
Now we are here in our room: very small, but cosy and packed with high tech appliances. Not that we need those, of course, but hey, what do you have to do if you cant go outside again for a whole afternoon and you shouldn't sleep yet?... That's right.
In a few days we had planned to go snowboarding around mount Hutt, not far from here, but that turns out to be a no-go: due to the earthquake there's a risk of avalanches... I'll keep you posted on that!