On Sunday Sarah drove Camille and I around Auckland, visiting her old haunts and checking out places like Ponsonby and Devonport. (Well, checking out the cafes in places like Ponsonby and Devonport.) The harbour bridge was cool and big, and the City of Sails lived up to its name. Then we visited Dominion Road (sadly, no bending) and the Burger Fuel that resides upon it. Bring on Burger Fuel, better than Burger W. Another viewing of Amelie was the order of the evening... still cool, still funny.
Monday saw Sarah and I meeting up with some of her Auckland friends in Borders Bookshop. It is big, so big. And the thousands upon thousands of books reminds me how little money I have, and how much time I could spend just reading. On the plus side, I saw this book and it is very, very cool, and they have Mum's book stocked. Nice. In the end I bought a book on cooking tofu, and then proceeded to do so that evening.
But before the cooking there was much (much) wandering around the streets and suburbs of Auckland. The central city is pretty cool - wandered down Queen Street, up Vulcan Ave, down somewhere else, across some other street, and then to Britomart! Big (it is in Auckland, after all), shiny and new. And completely lacking in trains, as far as I could see. Then to St. Lukes to join the masses starved of shopping by having to wait one entire day before being allowed to enter the mall. Am pleased to report that is much like any other mall, and that due to Christchurch now being the "City of Malls", I was not to impressed by it's magnitude.
Walking from St. Lukes to Ellerslie takes some time.
After dinner, I left Sarah and Camille catching up on some valuable Angel time and went and had a coffee with Pete and Kat at Mission Bay. They are both looking great, and make an awesome navigating team around the crazy, crazy streets of Auckland. (Driving around Auckland seems kind of like rally driving, but without the gravel and with more, crazier, drivers. (On the note, ten out of ten to Sarah's u-turn to get the park on the other side of the main street of Devonport.)) Pete still only concedes Burger Fuel as the one thing that's better than what Christchurch has to offer, but is pleased to report he's virtually given up beer.
Am currently waiting to see how we're planning on making it to the airport on time for our flight. Might have to involve evil taxi fare o' doom.
Posted by saint at April 13, 2004 11:19 AM | TrackBackI demand title tags. "This" is not informative.
Posted by: Luther at April 13, 2004 10:09 PMDamn someone beat me to it...
Well, I'll just continue the bitching about remove email tags and will protest coming up with ones that describe Nic as a goober.
Posted by: heq at April 14, 2004 10:30 PMno beard... cooks tofu...
why, you're a girl.