Tuesday, September 15, 2009

I arrive in Wellington



Kate was a little late to pick me up from the airport having been stuck in a lift. I presumed in the telling of this tale that the lift was in a block of flats and the woman plus child that she was stuck with was a neighbor or stranger. I realised only after arriving and being told that there were no floors above the top one that it is a private lift for the household. I feel that this accommodation is now the bar set, let's see where we can go from here.

Check out the open plan bit on the top floor.


The view from outside isn't too shady either.


Now I think of it, it's not too shady at night.


By the way Kate climbed out of the lift, broke open the next door up then pulled the child and mother to safety. Resourceful lot these New Zealanders.

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