WHEN THE EARTH OPENED UP
Celeste Sharplin, 22, Nelson, NZ
Cruising along the long country road in my car, I was singing at the top of my lungs to help pass the time.
It was just before midnight and I was making the two-hour journey to see my then-boyfriend, Richard.
After finishing my shift at the local convenience store in Kaikoura at around 11pm, I’d stopped at home to pick up my bag before setting off.
‘Drive safe and don’t crash,’ my mum, Nelle, said sleepily from the lounge.
‘Don’t worry, I never
