Maroon Dam

Last weekend we headed south-west to Maroon Dam for the weekend, alongside the Priebes and The Dahls. Chellsie had done a bang-up job finding a huge holiday house big enough to accommodate us all (and then some!), and although the pictures on the website didn’t do a great job of selling it, it turned out to be wonderfully well equipped, and comfortable to boot.

The location was great for many reasons – it wasn’t too far to drive (about an hour-and-a-half from our house), yet it was far enough removed from the city that it felt like a proper weekend in the country. There was plenty of wildlife to see – lots of birds fluttering along the surface of the lake, and quite a lot of kangaroos out and about. Best of all, they had fire pits, so we campfired it up, and roasted ourselves some marshmallows!

Roasting Marshmallows

The kids loved the challenge of finding bigger and better marshmallow sticks, so naturally I took it one step too far.

Ridiculous marshmallow stick

Actually, it wasn’t just the marshmallow sticks; the kids loved everything about it! There was plenty of open grassy areas for running around, playing ball games, frisbee, and “spies”, and best of all, there was plenty of company.

Running games

By Saturday night, they were all shattered from a day of fun; luckily, there was also a TV for some pre-bed quiet time!

TV Time

Sunday brought with it a threat of severe storms, so we packed up quickly and headed back towards Brisbane. We struck a little bit of rain on the drive, but we made it home before the worst of the storm hit (and boy did it hit!).

Overall a wonderful weekend away with friends, one that I’d be keen to repeat as soon as possible!

More photos in the Maroon Dam photo album on Google Photos.

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Camping at Bigriggin

OK, it was a while back now, but Ben, Rob, Piet and I managed to keep up our annual camping trip tradition for the second year running! After a recommendation from the Dahls (not to mention a boatload of borrowed equipment), we headed to Bigriggin Park, about two hours south of Brisbane, on the scenic rim.

Bigriggin

Just like last year, we stopped off along the way for lunch and a few last-minute supplies (namely: beer and ice). For no particular reason, Ben and I decided upon XXXX Summer Bright Lager, and were rewarded with a free hat! Seeing our obvious dilemma (beer for two but a hat for one), the cashier kindly gave us a second free hat! Then, seeing how jealous Piet and Rob were of our stylish new hats, old mate cashier gave us two more free hats! He must have felt like Oprah!

Lads in their hats

After the excitement from our new hats died down, we continued on our journey and arrived at the campgrounds in the early afternoon. During planning, we had all failed to realise that we were actually going away for the ANZAC day long weekend, and the grounds were consequently packed. There were people everywhere! But, Bigriggin is deceptively large, and although we were closer to our neighbours than we would have preferred, we still scored a decent sized plot for ourselves, without feeling at all like we were intruding on anyone’s territory.

Our massive tent

We were a bit smarter about our food this year. I had read a great tip (from Cathy Johnson originally!) which basically said, “Cook your food before you go, that way you just have to warm it up instead of starting from scratch”. Genius! I correspondingly had prepared a lamb casserole in the slow cooker, and heating it up on the portable stove (thanks again Dahls!) meant dinner was a cinch.

Gerrod, Piet and Rob around the fire

Bigriggin imposes quite strict rules on its patrons, and we were a little surprised to see how strictly they were followed. Chiefly, the strict adherence to the “no noise after 9 PM” was quite a shock; we thought this would be quite loosely interpreted, and that people will still be up until the wee hours. But by 9 PM, the place was practically silent! Our party still stayed up chatting (very quietly!) for a while past 9 PM; not to mention throwing random things on the fire (obviously), but who were we to argue against a sensible bedtime?

The campground is quite well equipped for families, with a waist-deep lake to swim in, a bike track, a full toilet block with hot showers, and heaps of open spaces for ball games and frisbees. Ben made the most of the facilities by inviting Chellsie and the boys to join him for the remainder of the weekend, while Piet, Rob and I made the long trek back to Brisbane. Once again, a successful weekend of camping with the lads; we have already started (very loosely) planning next year’s trip.

More photos in the Bigriggin album on Google Photos.

Thanks to Ben and Rob for the photos used in this story.

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Bunyip Springs Farm Stay

Kristy has been egging (pun intended) to do a farm stay with the kids for as long as I can remember, so after Bunyip Springs scored a hearty recommendation from our wonderful back-neighbours, we booked ourselves into the cottage and headed out for a weekend of farmyard fun with Mia and Pa. It’s a bit of a hike to get there (about three hours drive time), so we arrived “late” (relative to children and bed time) on Friday night (a few weeks ago now).

When we left, the temperature in Brisbane was hovering around 20 degrees, with a forecast set to be around the same for the whole weekend. As such, I optimistically packed clothes for summer-ish type of weather, plus a light jacket – you know, “just in case”. I was not prepared for how cold it was when we arrived – the temperature was single digits! Thankfully, Mia and Pa had arrived before us and had the house all heated up, so the only cold that we had to deal with was ferrying our bags from the car to the house.

Our farmyard duties started bright and early the next morning. At 7:30 AM, we (and the two other families staying at the farm) reported to the Alpaca pen, where farmers Kathy and Reg enlisted us for the morning feed and walk. I’m not sure if that’s the first time I’ve seen an Alpaca or not, but it’s certainly the first time I’ve seen one up close. They are not a loving, graceful animal. Farmer Reg put it best by saying, “The best you can hope for is that they’ll tolerate you after some time”. Some of the alpacas seemed to have taken a particular like (or dislike?) to one of the guests; each time he got close, they’d spit all over him. It was pretty disgusting. Still, Oscar managed to rise above and was a champion at feeding them.

Oscar feeding an Alpaca

Next up came the chickens, and there were a lot of them (with a fair few ducks and geese mixed in). The kids waited at one end of the chicken run, then Farmer Kathy opened up the cage and they ran for their food like stampeding bulls. What a dust storm!

Chicken run!

They were very friendly though; some of them would jump on your arm if you were close enough, and the kids did pretty well catching them and picking them up for a cuddle. Leo was very fond of them, and was very happy to pose with one for a photo!

Leo holding a chicken

Our next job was to milk the cows. This is something I’m sure I’ve never done before, so I was glad to have a chance to give it a whirl. There were a few different breeds of cows on the farm, and it was interesting to see how much the technique for milking them varied between the breeds. The only breed I remember was the jersey cow, and it was the easiest to milk.

Leo Kristy and Oscar milking the cow

Last of all came the horses. After giving them a quick feed, each of the kids lined up for a ride around the paddock on a friendly horse named Morgan. “Ride” being a generous way of describing them sitting bare-back and being led by Farmer Kathy, but you know… tomato, tomato. Now, it’s well known that I’m not the biggest fan of horses, but the kids certainly enjoyed their ride. Leo had the chance to observe lots of the other kids take their turn, so he knew roughly what to expect when his turn came around. Clearly things were’t moving fast enough for him though, because as soon as he was sitting on top of the horse, he said “It not going!”.

Leo riding Morgan the horse

After our morning duties had finished, we were free to enjoy the day, so logically we headed out in search of coffee. About half-an-hour of driving led us to Poppies on the hill, which promised “Great Coffee”, no less. I was skeptical, but will admit that I was pleasantly surprised; the coffee was great, though the real prize was the Carrot & Bunya Nut cake. Delicious!

Hanging around the farm was very pleasant indeed; the air was fresh, there was no traffic noise, and the scenery was lovely. Animals happily wandered past our door; at any point through the day you could look out a window and see cows grazing nearby, one of the farm’s three dogs checking up on us, or even one of the chooks clucking along. We convinced Leo that one of the particularly fat chicken’s name was “Dinner”, which made for some entertaining conversation. “Is that Dinner? Where is Dinner going? Is Dinner coming inside?”

Leo chasing dinner

After gathering some firewood and enjoying lunch, we reported for our afternoon duties, which turned out to be much the same as what we’d done in the morning. First, we had to round up the Alpacas and give them another feed. Next, we fed the chickens, rounded them up into the coup, then stole their eggs like we were little green pigs. Finally, we finished off by giving the cows another milking before signing off for the day.

I’m sure that what we did barely compares to what farmers actually have to do every day, but it was certainly enough to give us a taste of what farm life would be like. Best of all for the kids, it gives them the chance to see how animals are raised, and that the food they eat (or prefer not to eat, as the case happens to be for us) actually comes from somewhere before it gets to a supermarket. Oscar and Leo were probably a bit too young to appreciate that last point, so perhaps another visit will be required when they’re older. I suppose that our main aim for going was to “get away to the country”, to spend time with Mia and Pa, to have a taste of farm life, and to make some memories for the boys, and I think we achieved that quite nicely.

Oscar and Leo

More photos in the Bunyip Springs Farmstay album on Google Photos.

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March of the Noëls

Our dear friends Aubain and Ingrid flew half way across the world – with their girls who are both under five – just to see us! OK, they came to see Julian and Shelley and baby Alby too, and I guess they were also doing it just to have a bit of a holiday, but let’s be honest; we were clearly the main draw card!

It was a wonderful whirlwind two weeks, one of those holidays where afterwards you can barely believe that it’s only been two weeks given how much we packed in. Here’s a few of the highlights.

Beechmont Escape

After allowing for a few days to recover from jet-lag, we hired a big house up in the hills of the Gold Coast hinterland via AirBnB. The house had a huge backyard, complete with a massive fig tree which provided the perfect ambiance for meals on the back deck.

The tree in the backyard of our Beechmont House

The tree in the backyard of our Beechmont House

To keep the older kids active, we invented a game (inspired by Aunty Chellsie) which we uncreatively called called “Obstacle Courses”. The basic premise was: come up with a short course of things to do (e.g. “run around that tree twice, run up that hill, then down backwards, then do five star-jumps, then race back to the finish line). The kids loved it! And nothing is better at bed time than super sleepy kids!

We spent the rest of our time exploring the area, conquering a few of the walks around Lamington National park and on Tambourine mountain. We especially loved The Caves circuit at Lamington, though we followed a recommendation I had read somewhere-or-other and turned back after the half-way point (rather than continuing on to the end and facing the walk back along the road).

We even stopped in to Cousin Bill’s brewery – Fortitude – for some delicious pizzas and beers on our way back to Brisbane!

Indoor sky diving

Kristy had an insider tip about iFly – an indoor skydiving centre that had opened up in Surfer’s Paradise. Colour me keen! In fact, everyone was keen to give it a try, and given that they allow kids three and over to have a flight, even Oscar and Elise signed up for a “jump”! The lucky kids even got superhero suits to jump in!

iFlyers

iFlyers

The package that we bought gave us all two jumps each, and it was interesting to see how much your “skills” improved just from the first jump to the second. Aubain, Julian and I also signed up for a “high flight”, where an instructor came into the wind tunnel at the conclusion of the second jump and flew up right up to the top and back down again, like a yo-yo. Unfortunately, my goggles came loose on our way up to the top, which slapped up my face pretty bad and made it near impossible to see anything. But otherwise it was ace – I’d definitely sign up to do it again!

Aubain at iFly

Aubain at iFly

The Beach

If you’re going to be showcasing “the best of Brisbane”, it’s hard not to go past the beach. Mom and Dad were kind enough to loan us their place at Caloundra, which was big enough to house us all and put us within walking distance of both Kings and Bulcock beaches. And, since Kristy and I have made both of those journeys numerous times, we’ve got all of the best coffee places along the way worked out (Lamkin Lane Espresso Bar on the way to Bulcock beach, or Coffee Cat when you get to Kings).

Both beaches were in prime condition each time we visited, and we whiled away many hours digging holes in the sand or swimming in the shallows.

Playing at Bulcock Beach

Playing at Bulcock Beach

Elise and Oscar playing in the shallows at Bulcock Beach

Elise and Oscar playing in the shallows at Bulcock Beach

Shelley borrowed a couple of body boards from her parents (who conveniently live just around the corner!) and we took them down to Kings beach for a run. Oscar and I took one of them out a number of times, and we had quite a few good rides together! He handled himself brilliantly in the surf – even after a nasty nose dive, he put on a brave face and then went back out to try again!

Bellingham Maze

Who doesn’t love a good hedge maze? More accurately; who knew there was a good hedge maze only 20 minutes drive from Caloundra? Certainly not I! And, Kristy even managed to find a Groupon deal which gave us entry for about half price! It was a maze with a puzzle, centered around Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Although we did (eventually) manage to find all of the dwarfs in the maze, I don’t think any of us had the tenacity (or more accurately – the lack of nagging children) to actually solve the puzzle. I guess that gives us something to do for the next time that we visit!

Leo powering through the hedge maze

Leo powering through the hedge maze

A word of warning: if you’re going through the week – double check that they’re open before you turn up! As it turned out, we arrived about 20 minutes before they opened their gates, though even that was a pretty lucky outcome given that some days they don’t open at all!

Noosa BBQ Boat

One of our finest memories of the UK was the day we hired a boat with Aubain and Ingrid and took a leisurely cruise along the Thames. The closest we could find of replicating that experience here in Australia was to hire a BBQ boat for a cruise along the Noosa river. The boat even came with fishing gear, so we all took turns at throwing a line out to try and catch some dinner.

Julian's Fish

Julian’s Fish

Thank goodness Julian has immaculately groomed fingernails!

Some of us were more successful than others; the best I managed to catch was a rather nasty looking toadfish. Kristy, Julian and Shelley all managed to haul in a few bites, but we threw them all back to sea. After all, I dare-say none of us really knew how best to “prepare” a live fish for cooking!

Lesson for next time: make sure you test the BBQ before you set off from shore. Ours had a problem with the regulator, which only became evident after “a waterfall of flames” (as Julian described it) erupted from the bottom of the grill. Turning the gas off was no easy feat (the canister was behind the flames)!

Farewell to Brisbane

We’d have been fools not to take advantage of the Lewis’ superior view over Brisbane and The Story Bridge at least once, so – fittingly – we headed up to their rooftop deck on the Noël’s last night here. Julian and Shelley cooked up a feast of kebabs while the rest of us choked back our “The holiday is over!” tears and took photos of the sun going down over Brisbane.

Brisbane city after sunset

Brisbane city after sunset

Shelley even had an old tripod lying around from her ex-career as a Hollywood film director, so I hooked it up to my SLR and managed to take this rather awkward shot of us all!

Sunset on Julian and Shelley's rooftop terrace

Sunset on Julian and Shelley’s rooftop terrace

What a way to remember the holiday!


There’s really only two tactics for dropping off such wonderful friends at the airport, especially when you’re unsure of when you’ll see them again. First, there’s the slow and painful way – park the car, walk them inside, linger around while they check in, all the while getting progressively sadder and sadder, until you finally say “farewell” and have been reduced to little more than a sobbing puddle of tears.

We instead opted for the “ripping off the band-aid” method – dropping them on the curb outside check-in, stealing a few very emotional hugs and kisses, then speeding off without looking back as if we were nothing more than Uber drivers.

There’s obviously so many things I haven’t detailed – the board games, the card games, the fun car (championed by Aubain and I, naturally), the quiet game (also part of the fun car), the laughter, the tears… we had it all. I can’t express my thanks to Aubain and Ingrid enough for braving the long (long!) flight from the UK with their two little kidlets. We’ve already started planning our next vacation adventure with them all… now all we need is time, and money!

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First day of prep

It seems as though 2016 has started as a year of milestones; first, with Leo’s second birthday, and then in the same week, Oscar’s first day at prep!

Oscar's first day

Oscar ready for his first day of prep

Oscar sailed through his first day with smiles, and was even happy to go back for the second day! Since it was the Australia Day public holiday week, he only had those two days to start off, and given that he’s a home-body at heart, I’m not sure how he’ll feel about having to go for an entire week! But as I pointed out to him – even if he doesn’t love it, it’s only for the next 13 years.

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Leo’s 2nd Birthday

Last weekend, we headed up to Nonni and Poppi’s holiday home to celebrate Leo’s second birthday. Two years old already! As has become tradition, Leo woke up to find balloons scattered all over his room (which – at the holiday house – is shared with Oscar).

Birthday balloons

Waking up to birthday balloons

Oscar was only too happy to help his little brother unwrap his presents, and just like at Christmas time, once Leo had opened one present, he was pretty uninterested in anything else! Poor old Nonni and Poppi’s presents barely even got a look in by the time we got downstairs!

Birthday breakfast consisted of pancakes, and Leo was pretty chuffed about it.

Breakfast pancakes

Pancakes for breakfast

Our morning routine at the beach house is all but set in stone by now: wake up, breakfast, physio, coffee, beach! So off we trundled to Bulcock Beach (via Lamkin Lane for coffee) for a morning of digging holes and splashing in the shallows.

Mia and Pa had arrived by the time we got back (more presents!), so we ate our lunch and then tucked into Leo’s birthday cake. Kristy had whipped up a chocolate swimming pool cake, held together by a boundary of TV snacks with jelly acting as the water.

2nd Birthday cake

Leo’s 2nd Birthday cake

Probably Leo’s favourite thing about his birthday was having everyone sing “Happy Birthday” to him, and immediately upon finishing he insisted we start again. “Peease Happ Birfday ‘gain!” he’d say… and how can you say “no” to that? In fact, over the course of the day, I wouldn’t be surprised if we ended up singing “Happy Birthday” at least 30 times!

The weather was forecast to be pants in the afternoon, but luckily for us, the worst of it bypassed Caloundra, which allowed us a second trip to the beach! We headed to Kings this time, and enjoyed digging a big trench just near the waterline.

Home for a swim, dinner, and then off to bed as one very exhausted and happy little two year old. Happy Birthday Leo!

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An Evening with David Sedaris

Back when we were living in London, we accompanied Ariella to a David Sedaris show which was being live recorded for the BBC. Though Kristy had never heard of him before, I was well familiar with his work from many years of listening to This American Life.

Fast forward to my birthday last year, and what do I find in my card from Kristy? Tickets to another David Sedaris show! Of course, I would have preferred that the tickets were once again to a show in London – with flights and accommodation all included, of course – I wasn’t going to complain. And as it turns out, there were three tickets in the card, and Kristy instructed me that dear old Julian would be coming along with us. How swell!

Fast forward once again to last Wednesday night – showtime! Julian and I even made an evening of it, with a few pre-dinner drinks at Brew, followed by dinner at Pappa Rich – which I decided is basically the Malaysian version of Wagamamas. We met up with Kristy outside City Hall, then in we went.

City Hall

City Hall

The only downside of the show being in city hall was that I found the air conditioning a bit temperamental, and during some of the slower parts of the show, while it was a bit warm, I found myself starting to feel rather drowsy.

But that aside – it was a great! And in my opinion, quite a contrast to the last time that we saw him. I’m not sure this was due to the fact that he wasn’t being recorded for a radio show this time, but overall I thought he was much more candid; more “authentic”, if you will. His show followed the same “recipe”, in that he had once again selected a number of his stories which he read aloud, expressing all the humour, wit and charm that he’s famous for. However, he also went to some effort to engage the audience between the stories, talking off the cuff. He even entertained a few questions from the crowd at the end, which I was completely unprepared for (though judging by the quality of the questions, everyone else was also unprepared for this).

We skipped the post-show book signing given that it was already well past our bedtime (and because we don’t actually own any of his books), and headed home instead. All in all, a wonderful present, and a wonderful evening out.

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New office

One of the great things about my work used to be the location – we were at South Brisbane, just opposite the Cultural Centre. This was great for a number of reasons:

  • Access to transport was fantastic. It was literally just across the road from both a major bus hub, as well as a train station. Best of all, the train line was one that went to our local station (Mitchelton) with no transfers!
  • Since I boarded my homeward train before going through Central, I always got a seat. Actually, I often had the whole carriage to myself for the first two stops!
  • There were quite a few places to eat within about 10 minutes walk, and a supermarket only a few minutes down the road.
  • Two Trees was less than five minutes walk from work, and their friendly staff (Jordan, Stu and Mim) made delicious coffee!
  • There were quite a number of car parks, which meant the occasional drive to work was possible – not to mention free parking on the weekends if we ever needed to go to South Bank (which, as it turns out, we didn’t).
  • The office was on a fibre link, which meant we had fairly reliable internet, and decent enough speeds for most things (30Mbps up and down).
  • Access to The Museum was amazing – I must have visited countless times on my lunch break! (By “countless” of course I mean “a zero count”.)

What’s more, I was even allocated a desk with a window!

Old desk

My old office desk, looking out towards a rail bridge and carpark

Although the view was – shall we say, “less than inspirational”, it still meant I had natural light coming in.

For all the pluses though, I have to admit there were a few minuses as well:

  • The dank. I don’t think anyone was surprised when they told us the building was going to be demolished, as it felt like it hadn’t been given a good clean since the war years.
  • It was noisy. That big concrete block you can see out the window was actually a train bridge, and trains were quite regular. To be honest, I didn’t mind the noise, and its amazing how much you filter it out when you’re concentrating. But when you’re not concentrating, and a train came past – boy was it loud!
  • The shower was only a marginal upgrade from the days at Dingu Blue when we had to “shower in the sink”. If scientists ever took a sample from the tiles in the shower recess, I’m sure they’d find a whole host of new bacteria that they could have named along a “Pacificus Environmentus” theme.
  • On a similar vein, the toilets – or lack there of – were only cleaned a few times each week, and boy did they show it. Ugh…

On the whole, it was a nice enough office to work in, but for reasons still unclear to me, we were forced to move. The original reason I heard for our forced departure was that the building was marked for demolition, and was going to be replaced with a block of residential apartments. However, over the last few weeks of our tenancy I saw a number of people walking through the office with a look on their face that could only be described as, “I know exactly which desk I’m going to put smelly Norm in.”. So either the building is no longer getting demolished, or the new tenants are in for a nasty surprise!

Anyway – even if the building is staying put, it seemed as though our course was set in stone: we were moving out. The powers that be (read: “people other than me”) searched for a number of months for a new location, until finally settling on 240 Queen Street (a.k.a. The old Commonwealth Bank building). The technology team was first to move, and we had our first day in the new office on Wednesday this week.

All I can say is: What an upgrade!

New office desk

My new desk, looking down Edward Street towards the river

Better yet, somehow I managed to snag a very nice desk, with a very nice view to match! Its early days still, but so far as I’ve seen so far, the new building is far better in almost all regards:

  • Did you see that view?
  • The train journey – though only two stops less – is 10 minutes faster.
  • Access to everything that the city has to offer: the Queen Street mall starts on the other side of Edward Street, Woolworths is literally across the road, there’s a Guzman on our block, and there must be about five coffee vendors between the train station and the office.
  • It’s so quiet. Almost disturbingly so – though to be fair, only our department has moved across so far, and I dare say it’ll be quite a bit noisier once the rest of the office moves in next week.
  • Clean toilets! And more than one! Did I mention that they’re clean? In fact, they’re cleaned twice a day!
  • Clean showers! Three of them! Admittedly, they’re shared between all the tenants of the 25 story building – but they’re clean! So clean!
  • Ridiculously fast internet – 200Mbps up and down!

There’s probably only a few downsides compared to our old quarters. First, since I’m now getting on the train at Central with all the other city workers, I’ve lost my early boarding advantage, and nabbing a seat is now much more of a battle. Secondly, there’s no parking here, so driving in to work is pretty much out of the question (not that I’d really want to anyway, but occasionally it was handy). Also, cycling within the CBD is not the most enjoyable thing to do, given all the pedestrians and buses. Thankfully, that only affects very final leg of my journey (well under 1 KM), but I’m yet to find a way of getting from Roma Street Parklands to Edward Street that doesn’t involve alighting from the bike, and is relatively safe from traffic.

All in all, I think it’s a major upgrade. Yes, its still early days, but for the most part, I think I’m going to thoroughly enjoy this office!

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NZ 2015 Part 6: Wellington

The drive from Hawke’s Bay to Wellington was a touch over 300 KM, and in driving time terms, was by far the longest leg of our trip at over four hours. It was, however, also one of the nicest drives of the trip, with a little bit of everything to see – rolling green fields, tree filled gorges, and rugged coastline. My favourite part was driving past the Te Āpiti wind farm, and I regret not stopping somewhere to take a photo.

We got to Wellington mid-afternoon and were greeted us with some fairly nasty wind and rain, but we were determined to do some exploring and walk off our “car legs”. So, we headed down from our hotel to the Te Papa museum, which had heaps of things to do for the kids. It was a great investment of time – both kids especially enjoyed climbing around inside the life-sized heart of a blue whale. Totally funducational!

Wellington Cable Car

The Wellington Cable Car

Thursday’s weather forecast wasn’t much better, but we were once again determined to get out and explore. And thank goodness we did – the forecast was much gloomier than the actual weather was! Our first port of call was the iconic Wellington Cable Car, which we practically had to ourselves, and so naturally sat right up the front. At the top, we walked through the botanical gardens to the children’s play area – yet another fantastic NZ playground – but we didn’t stay long due to the rain (which started up again while we were there).

The playground in the botanical gardens

The playground in the botanical gardens

I had been noticing a disproportionately large number of barber shops around town (yes, really – so much so it’s been written about) so I figured that Wellington must be very hipster friendly. And, as always seems to be the case when we go on holidays, I was in desperate need of a haircut, so I did a bit of research before deciding that Godfather’s Barbers was the place for me. It was my first time at a barber shop, and I was impressed! No appointment needed, no fuss, just a decent haircut for a decent price. If I didn’t already have a great hairdresser in Brisbane, I think I’d make the switch!

Oscar and Leo’s main interest in pretty much any place we visited was the playgrounds, and Wellington certainly has some good ones. As mentioned, the one in the botanical gardens was a winner, but by far the favourite was Frank Kitts park. It’s shining feature (pun intended) was a tall lighthouse equipped with an equally tall slide, which Oscar sped down countless times. In fact, his wish for the day was to “go to a playground and stay for two hours” and I think it was just about granted on the lighthouse slide alone. Suffice to say, he slept very well that night.

Lighthouse Slide

The Lighthouse Slide

Seemingly, the main place to do anything in Wellington is Cuba Street, and Kristy had tactically chosen our accommodation to be within close walking distance. We could have happily whiled away much more time strolling along and browsing at Cuba Street’s shops were it not for the fact that shopping turns out not to be the kids’ favourite activity. But we still managed to pick up a few cool things, not to mention eat at a few trendy places – Grill Meats Beer was a standout.

Since we had a car, we also took the opportunity to get out and explore Wellington’s surrounds. We drove up to the Mount Victoria Lookout and were impressed by the 360 degree view – but oh my was it windy up there!

Mt Victoria

The view of Wellington from Mt Victoria

Kristy had also read about a great milkshake shop called Scorch-o-Rama in Scorching Bay – which I thought was supposed to be an ironic name because it was freezing, but apparently it can get quite hot in summer months. The milkshake lived up to its reputation – a real old-school chocolate thickshake, just like and old fashioned milk bar.

Scorch-o-Rama

Scorch-o-Rama

All in all, I quite enjoyed our visit to New Zealand’s capital, and I suspect I’d be quite happy to live there – yes, even with the wind and the rain! (I can’t say the same about the rest of our party though.) We had three full days there to see the sites – which in retrospect was probably one day too many – but it meant we could do things entirely at our own pace, and we weren’t hurried to get anywhere.

And so completed our two week holiday to New Zealand’s north island, and what a wonderful holiday it was!

Flying home

Flying home

More photos from the trip in the New Zealand: North Island album on Google photos.

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NZ 2015 Part 5: Hawke’s Bay

It was an easy and pleasant drive down to Hawke’s Bay, and we arrived in the town of Napier a around two hours after leaving Taupo. Obviously, the first thing that we needed to do was to get coffee, and Kristy had thankfully already done the research on where to go – Groove Kitchen Espresso. I’m not sure precisely where she got the recommendation, but it was bang on the money – this was easily a competitor for the best coffee that we had on the entire trip! But more on that later.

Napier

Napier

Napier was mostly destroyed by an earthquake back in 1931, and afterwards, the towns’ folk decided to rebuild it entirely in Art Deco style – as was the fashion at the time. We picked up a “Children’s Art Deco Explorer” pack from the Art Deco Trust, which took us on a short (about 1hr) self-guided tour around the town. Along the way, there were activities to do, and some (pretty simple) clues to decipher, all which were supposed to help teach you more about the Art Deco styling and different buildings on the route. It was a great idea, and quite enjoyable – though I’ll admit that the learning aspect can’t have been too well executed because shortly after the fact, I had completely forgotten everything I had learned.

Getting a pencil rubbing of an arrow on the Children's Art Deco tour

Getting a pencil rubbing of an arrow on the Children’s Art Deco tour

Our search for accommodation in Napier proper had come up short, so instead we chose an AirBnB on the outskirts of Hastings – the next town over and about 20 minutes’ drive away. I don’t mean to harp on here, but once again, AirBnB really delivered for us! The house was an “Eco House”, tucked away behind a small farm, and by the furnishings that were there, it was clear that the owners were regular occupants. (As it turns out, the owners used to live there, but have since emmigrated to Australia.)

Eco House

Main living area at the Eco House

One unique feature was the bathtub in the master bedroom. As in, it was literally in the master bedroom, just sitting there at the end of the bed. But no complaints – the lack of curtains on the huge glass doors provided a beauitful view of the starry night sky (both from the bathtub and the bed!).

Bedroom

The main bedroom at Eco House

Oscar and Leo were also happy to have another place that included a hammock!

Hammock

Boys in the Hammock

Hawke’s Bay is home to a huge number of wineries, and correspondingly, there’s a huge number of winery tours that you can participate in. We decided to give the On Yer Bike tour a shot, which – as the name suggests – sees you jumping onto some pushies to cycle between the vineyards. They even accommodated for kids, with a little bike trailer that was big enough for both the boys to sit in!

On Yer Bike

The Boys on the On Yer Bike tour

Unfortunately, this was one of those things that sounded much better on paper than it worked out in practice. We both struggled a bit for the first couple of kilometres simply due to the gravel roads – they’re slippery to turn on and it’s easy to lose your balance. What’s more, towing the boys behind me on a bike that was – shall we say, not in its peak condition – felt like I was riding with my brakes on. It also didn’t help that the bike was way too small for my ample stature, so I was cycling like a hunchback the whole time. And, we were once again both blessed and cursed by the weather – blessed because it was a beautiful clear day, but cursed because it was crazy hot!

However, complaints notwithstanding, it was actually a nice way to see the countryside. The wineries each had their own charm – we most enjoyed the wine from Selini Estates, and the cheese platter from Abbey Cellars. The blue cheese was especially good!

Abbey Cellars

Abbey Cellars Winery

Our final morning in Hawke’s Bay saw us departing as early as we could (which turns out to be around 10 AM), as we had our final (and longest!) drive ahead of us, down to Wellington.

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