Windy Wellington is living up to its name
Jan. 7th, 2010 10:09 pmHome!
I have a fair number of photos to sort through and post at some point (flickr account upgrade here I come); none from today because I couldn't find the spare batteries for my camera and decided it wasn't important enough to replace them. I both missed the camera and was glad I didn't have it when I stood out on the viewing platform. Not having it made me actually look at what I was seeing, rather than in photos. And I saw a hawk against the tussok grass gliding on an updraft, and I don't think I'd have seen it if I was taking photos, so I feel good about that.
Train trip back was good, although running a fairly consistent half hour late. Northern side of the moutains were all hidden under cloud, but after we left National Park, heading south, Mt Ruapehu was clear and glorious. There were these Australian tourists from Cairns exclaiming over how much snow was on it and I kept thinking that that was nothing compared to winter.
New World Metro at the Railway Station was closing as I got there 7.45pm ish, so I took my suitcase on wheels and rolled it up Molesworth St against the wind to Thorndon to buy bread and cheese and pesto and chicken for dinner. Got home about 8.30pmish.
Came home, saw
tamarillow and Tobias, cuddled Jemima, took my dinner and went to catch up on five days worth of lj and emails. Jemima followed me into my room, but she still hasn't forgiven me for going away in the first place and is doing her usual stay relatively close but not actually be in contact thing that she does.
I have five rows of tabs to work my way through. At least I don't go back to work for another week.
I have a fair number of photos to sort through and post at some point (flickr account upgrade here I come); none from today because I couldn't find the spare batteries for my camera and decided it wasn't important enough to replace them. I both missed the camera and was glad I didn't have it when I stood out on the viewing platform. Not having it made me actually look at what I was seeing, rather than in photos. And I saw a hawk against the tussok grass gliding on an updraft, and I don't think I'd have seen it if I was taking photos, so I feel good about that.
Train trip back was good, although running a fairly consistent half hour late. Northern side of the moutains were all hidden under cloud, but after we left National Park, heading south, Mt Ruapehu was clear and glorious. There were these Australian tourists from Cairns exclaiming over how much snow was on it and I kept thinking that that was nothing compared to winter.
New World Metro at the Railway Station was closing as I got there 7.45pm ish, so I took my suitcase on wheels and rolled it up Molesworth St against the wind to Thorndon to buy bread and cheese and pesto and chicken for dinner. Got home about 8.30pmish.
Came home, saw
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I have five rows of tabs to work my way through. At least I don't go back to work for another week.