The mist and clouds were back this morning, so I was pretty well soaked by the time my half hour run was done. We gave my Mom and De Ann a call. Mom (or Grandma) was delighted with the purple scarf that Kylie had sent home with Aunt De Ann. This in fact was the scarf Kylie had first started way back in England and had just finished a couple days ago with De Ann’s patient guidance.
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| Picton marina |
Since our ferry to the North Island gateway of Wellington wouldn't leave until 2:30, it wasn't until 10:00 that we wandered out of the campground. Without a pressing commitment, we tend not to move very fast. Afterwards we got a bite to eat at one of the excellent cafe’s in town right near the harbor. With an hour and a half before check in time, we took advantage of the little putt-putt golf course by the ferry terminal to occupy ourselves. It would rude for me not to point out that I handily beat the completion (Meg claims to have had an inferior putter!)
The ferries between the North and South Islands are huge and run frequently. The three hour ride went by quickly as we opted to watch Moana in the small, 20 person theater downstairs in the kids area. We had talked about seeing it in the past, but never had a chance. Given the Pacific Islander theme, New Zealand seemed like a good place. We had heard mixed reviews, so we were happily impressed.
Wellington is definitely the largest city we've seen so far with an impressive bay. We caught an Uber taxi to the Cambridge Hotel, which has apparently been housing guests since the late 1800's. Today, however, walking in the front door takes you into a betting parlor as the current lobby has been pushed farther back, accessible from the side street. We finished off the day with a tasty Thai food dinner and a quiet evening reading and playing cards at the hotel.
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