As we flew from Nelson to Wellington, I was nervous about how low the plane was flying. To this day, I’m pretty sure it didn’t go nearly as high as the one we skydived out of! It was a 25 minute flight and for the whole journey I was fixated on the view from the window. The landscape, the sea; so clear and so beautiful. We were sat near the wings and when I saw the wheels drop down whilst we were still over water, I went into a panic! Luckily due to the position of Wellington runway and the short flight this was normal!
We touched down, went through customs and then headed over to the shuttle bus. As we made our way to the hotel, I realised just how close to Wellington harbour we were staying. I love the sea, and the fact that we were located so close, made me feel better about being in the city.
We checked into the hotel, made a coffee and then stood out on the balcony; I gazed out across the harbour and took in the view. I couldn’t believe that with a view like this, we were in the middle of the city.
We had arrangements to meet my friend Andy who I hadn’t seen since he moved to New Zealand about 6 years, so we headed to the botanical gardens and waited for him to finish work. It was cold, rainy, windy and miserable, but we explored the gardens before heading over to the University to meet Andy for an early afternoon beer. The gardens were stunning, and I was intrigued by all the different flowers; but as we wandered around in the cold, I longed for the warm sun of Australia.
Seeing Andy and catching up on the past few years, it seemed like no time had passed at all. Meeting his family and friends and hearing about life in New Zealand was great. The quality of life over there is completely different to the UK. I think both Ian and I could have stayed there…..
The day before we left Wellington we headed down to the harbour and followed the writers walk; there are eleven poems cast in stone from various writers who hold Wellington close to their heart. It was fun trying to find them all and interesting to see how they were all so different.
The next day we headed from Wellington to Lake Taupo, and I was becoming increasingly aware that our trip would soon be coming to an end….Filed under: Personal, Travels Comments Off