Today we're just headed to Wellington to find a room for the ferry the next day. It started out nice today - the sun came back - and yes, it's a beautiful drive. We wound our way through Scottish moors and the foothills of the Rockies in Montana.
A big problem here is that the roads are so narrow and windy that there is just no way to safely take pictures. There are no turn outs or scenic overviews. The shoulders, if there are any, consist of a white line and a narrow strip of asphalt wide enough for a box turtle to pull over. Toots has been taking pictures from the car and we'll have to see if they come out.
We may a wrong turn in a town called Bull. We kept going for about 15 miles until we hit a small town and a dead end at the ocean. You can't tell small rural roads from the main thoroughfare here so if you get off the "big" road you can go miles without having a clue.
The directions to the hostel in Wellington sounded simple but we wound up circling around until we found it. We stopped a block away and when we opened the door almost flew into the harbor. This is supposed to be the windiest city in the world and we're not going to argue with anyone about that.
The hostel is huge, clean, warm; something we notice whenever we run into it, and our room looks out over the harbor and hills that look like San Francisco - Toots will tell you about that.
There's a museum in town so we walked over. It's free and a great one - art, science and natural history. The art wing had exhibits by New Zealand artists, Moari art, European painters of the twentieth century and a number of prints by Albrecht Durer. Volcanoes, birds, whales and the ocean filled the science section.
toots....
the town of bull.... it seemed that alot of places put bull in front of or after the name of the place... for ex. we are a socialbull. town.. .... bullbank..... keep your bullmoney here... bullbakery,bullcafe... get it...
we walked up the pedestrian path to get to san francisco.... 107 steps exactly and 107 down... san fran is the sister city and it looks it... harbor and all.. except for the wind.. that is chicago... the houses terraced into the hills... quaint, some small single story cottagy look, or skinny duplexes.. . seems like alot of houses have roofs like ours but squished down to one floor....
met some gals in the lavatory.. all dressed up, going out on the town.. they really dress up here... black cocktail dresses , to the nines...... they said they were going on cable car to botanic gardens and that it was a great city to go out in.. lots of young people i guess..... later that evening one woke us up sobbing in lounge right next to our room.. and someone got sick... when they saw me get up to go to the ladies room the sobbing one left.. oh well...
areas for kids to use their skateboards ... practice in the concrete bowls... and a swimming facility.. huge.. and a tip top store .. thats it folks... next ... the cruise to picton and all its glory....
As we were headed back to the room the receptionist told us we had to leave real early for the ferry. Truckers all over New Zealand are protesting the high price of diesel and will block our way. We set the alarm for 5:00 and will see what happens.
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Hi guys tall mts on the north island didn't know. Hope the truckers didn't stop you or Borg. Was it really Borg? Maine was great boating walking working. New outhouse shingles and found weedwacker. Going to work write soon we are bloggers now should be a logger though. Love from us tvvt's. the letters stand for Tim,Val,Thea,Sam and Victor.Hi GG from svt
yeah, Borg was at Wimbledon on Sunday, so that might not have been him. Great match by the way, possibly the greatest match of all-time. (Tim, you missed it, they came back and finished after the rain delay). Nadal won.
Keep up the good work, we enjoy reading about your travels. Maine was fun, kids had a blast, lots of boating and swimming at the beach, and smores every night. Sounds like Laura and Val and the youngins had fun at Chez Wyman too.
kika here---
Hi Grammy and Gramp! On Saturday I had my first swimming class. when I get there first I go to the gym and exercise, then I put on bathing suit and bathing cap and go to the pool. For the gym class we hang on the rings and then bend our knees up to our tummy and then we swing. There is also a tunnel that is green and yellow that crawl through. After that we stand up with arms straight to our sides and run around like airplanes in the sky except we don't in the sky we just run around. And then we do spider crawl up and spider crawl down. Spider crawl is making a triangle with your body against the wall. You put your hands down on the floor and feet up on the wall. Then you spider crawl down and then up. After that we walked up a ramp and then the teacher I asked us to roll down the ramp. I told the teacher I couldn't do it. She just pushed me down and I did it. It was a somersault. After that we go to the lockers. We change into our bathing suits and put on our bathing caps. My cap is bright pink. Mommy's are not allowed to help so I had to do it all by myself. After the lockers we go into the pool. First we just sat on the edge of the pool and kicked our feet in the water. Then some kids go by themselves and some go with the teacher. I went with the teacher. The teacher told us that she wants us to pretend that the pool was all filled up with ice cream and we were supposed to hold on to the teacher and scoop with our hands and pull the ice cream to our tummy. That was real fun. Then the teacher held me and spun me around in the water. The last thing we did is to jump into the pool and make a giant splash. Then we walk out the pool and we went to our mommy's and daddy's and got dressed into our clothes. This was only class that mommy could watch all the next class I go by myself. But the teacher is there. Its my favorite class and I wish it was everyday.
I love you grammy and gramp.
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