Day Nine - Wellington

Today did not start well.  I had to be up early to wash my hair and decided to use one of Jackie's stylist hairbrushes (she said I could).  I managed to get a whole chunk of my hair caught up in it.  Just like children do.  Sigh.  I tried to untangle it; Jackie tried to untangle it and she was very patient and managed but in the end we had to cut it out.  Looks as if the fringe may have to go back in again now ...... sigh!

So we eventually left to go in town. Jackie's partner, Mal, was taking as in on his way to work so needless to say after the hairbrush debacle we were running

late.  Jackie and I went Sweet Mother's Kitchen for some breakfast.  Once again, it is funny going to these places that I have seen and heard about but never experienced.  I had a lovely breakfast and then we went up to where Jackie goes on a Monday morning.  It is a meeting place where women do craft activities.  Lovely bunch of women who made me most welcome and they did their craft thing and I read my University books.

After this finished we went to a lovely supermarket which was I guess a bit like Waitrose.  Such lovely fresh food but I am surprised about how expensive some

of the food is. We then went back to Cuba Street and had coffee and cake, even thought we had brought cheese and cake to eat later.  It can do for tomorrow.  We walked up and down Cuba Street, looking in the shops and having a good look around.  We found a lovely vintage shop where I was thinking about buying a hat but did not. It is OK buying it, it is the getting it home bit that is difficult.

The rest of the afternoon we spent walking around Wellington and taking

in the sights.  As you can see form the pictures there are many beautiful things to see here and the city itself, has a very laid back feel to it.  Also, Christmas is still not apparent here and I love it.  The odd shop has the odd Christmas decoration in the window, but you are not getting carols played morning, noon an night.  Also, it is very strange to see the word summer being used when in my mind it is winter.

Dotted around the city are the little houses made of wood.  It is so strange to see most of the property constructed this way. However, alongside these 

buildings you then see Art Deco style architecture.  It also amuses me how the New Zealanders and the Australians have an obsession with pies.  I saw this when I went to Australia and thought then it is like being back in Stoke. As a southerner I dod not understand the concept of eating a pie, just as pie. To me, it should be served with potatoes and vegetables.  But here in New Zealand, just like Australia and Stoke they like a pie!

We caught the bus back home and rush hour is really not a rush hour at all.  I did have to smile as there has been terrible news of a shooting of a taxi driver over a fare.  The driver is OK but apparently this never happens here and is most unusual.  Obviously, in London, it happens all the time and can only assume that it is because I have arrived here!  I have added some of the street art and interested things I found in Wellington today.

As always, with my love x