Clearly it’s time for a cheerier note to enter this blog after the misery of the last post. First up, the weather: we’re now entering the third sunny Wellington day in a row. For any New Zealand city that’s a pretty good record. What makes it more special is that this is the city that had to coin the phrase ‘You can’t beat Wellington on a good day’ to account for the lack of said good days. The weather has been pretty dire, and I’d started to pine for an English autumn, so the sun has provided much-needed relief.
Next, running into people. Hasn’t happened that often yet, oddly, it feels. Where’d they all go? I say that, but just saw an old friend in the coffee shop next door (curiously the same old friend in the same coffee shop as a couple of weeks ago), and ran into an old colleague yesterday who was literally running past the Beehive. On that note…
Fitness. They’re all at it. Everywhere you look there’s someone in expensive sporting gear doing something sweaty. Seriously, you can’t ride a bike without riding it fast, you can’t walk to work without doing it quickly, and you can’t go for a run without going up and down the steepest hill you can find. I guess I’ll acclimatise, now that I’ve stopped the smoking again and started to cut down on the comfort eating, I could start running again, though I’m tempted to smoke/eat/drink/get fat/etc, just to spite the place.
Onto trivial matters, I’m still confused by the way the water goes down the plughole. I think it’s clockwise but I could be seeing that just to prove the point that Down Here We’re Different. The sun definitely goes the other way, of that I’m sure, but for the plughole I’ll need further research.