Returning as a tourist to a place you once lived can be interesting. We did it in Wellington recently, staying in Newtown, an area we’d driven through regularly but never spent much time in. On a wander around one fine morning I looked across the main street and saw, above the awning over standard restaurant/shop […]
Tag: Travel
Arrival
Apart from security becoming ever tighter, nothing much changes in international travel. Airports will always mean queues and a miasma of mixed perfumes as you choke your way through duty-free, and security and immigration officials who never smile. One surprising change at Heathrow though – we didn’t have to perform the manage-the-multiple-bag dance on arrival. […]
A to B
The week before travel in our house is a mix of excitement at the upcoming holiday and mild panic that swings between what we have to do before we leave, and what might possibly go wrong before we arrive at our destination. If I’m honest, there’s little we in the latter and it’s fully I. […]
Woman with a Plan
It could be said that I’m a woman who likes a plan. I pause here to describe the image that has entered my head: the face of my friend, Julie, eyes wide in disbelief, mouth twisted with scepticism. ‘Like a plan? Like? As in: would hardly get out of bed without one, let alone leave […]
To The Mountain
The road to Ohakune is a familiar one. The motorway skirts Wellington’s harbour, matrix signs that might warn of queues in a few hours urging us to Play it Safe. Stay Calm. Be Kind. It swings away from the water over the hills that surround the city, through its outer suburbs. It passes the expanse […]
Lockdown: Day 47
Even as we celebrate the news that we will be dropping to alert level two in a few days, leading to more freedom and a return to a normal world, it struck me this morning that ‘normal’ is a long way off. In fact, it may never return to that of the past. The sound […]