Wellington… I have only been there once. It was a flying weekend once, oh maybe… God… 5 years ago. and really its wasn’t a flying weekend, so much as a fucking boozy weekend.
Ok.. It starts 5 years ago. John and I ( Now John. he is a bit of alright. Currently working in Auckland, just got back from a year OE, traveling through so many countries and taking more sweet pic’s than I can think about at this time of night. Also, my flat mate, my 1st best man, my friend since i was 1 day old, and all around, not too bad a guy. )
So… John and I decided to go and see johns sister, Anna. She lived at the time… 8 hours drive.
John and I, still at high school decided to head down to Palmerston North (Mid NZ).
Friday, we leave, Directly from high school, 3:10pm. Out the gates, beer in hand, away!
The details from here get slightly blurry… I know that we made it safely – mostly because I am still her today to write about this.
Anna was in the Army at the time, So we made it to the army base, got checked in as 2 civilians checking in to the women’s barracks ? How does 2 guys check into the womens barracks with no questions?
Getting in to an Army Bar
Getting in was no issue… staying in… Well… 2 fella’s, full of piss, after a couple of hours.. IT WAS TIME TO GO!
Army guys to not like us!
So, Saturday.. doing nothing… In the evening, after what seamed like hours of Army girls fucking around getting ready to head out on the town, away we go!
TAXI!
I know this night was years ago, but writing this post has made me remember lots of fun things;
- Losing my mobile phone
- losing my wallet
- getting kicked out of the only decent bar
- Anna getting us all kicked out of a shit bar
- Pissing outside on a building, and the cops showing up
- running… running with a handle is not that easy when its not fully empty
- Waking up, in the army barracks…
YES It was a great night !
Wellington! ~ Watch out! ~ No Really !
Its sunday…. feeling Ceedy ( yeah pronounced that way -’ceeeee’ – ‘deeeee’ == Way too much to drink last night ). We are off.
Driving to wellington takes about 3 hours, 4 for us that day, both hung over as fuck, needing water. we went.
Now coming to Wellington is the point of not only this post, but more importantly the next.
We got to Wellington, my very first time, (Yes like a virgin!) God, we were lost, One way streets, the BeeHive, all the Parliament buildings, Tepapa.. It was nice, but different !
We walked around the Parliament buildings, tried to go in to the Bee Hive ( No!, No alcohol Bottles, no tours at the time we were there. ) We went to Tepapa ( Some flash museum), Well… we didnt go in, but we 4WD’d in the car park, at subway and drove up around the embankments in the car park which arn’t really for driving on.
Thus quickly ended our Palmy ~~ Wellington Trip we made our way the long way back to auckland via “Wanganui” and round the west coast of the north Island!. “That Hilux did a fucking awesome job!”
All in all, That trip was cool, but at the time, I didn’t think I would ever be looking to move to Wellington!