So I landed laughing and went through customs the same way, but stopped laughing once I walked outside. It was a whopping 6 degrees (43F); I was freezing my ass off yesterday when my hostel room was 20 degrees (68F). I was not amused on the taxi ride into the city, but I did finagle a sweet free single room at the YHA Wellington City by joining their silly club (Finally, Zoidberg is being a crafty consumer!!). Got some take-out 'fush and chups' for dinner and hung around the awesome media room in the hostel that has a big screen TV and a free video library of about 200 movies. Watched Patch Adams and Dumb & Dumber before retiring for the evening.
Drink Count: 2
I did a whole lot of walking, writing and photographing along the waterfront this week, be warned:

P.S. I became obsessed with this little part of town on the hill overlooking the harbor (click to make it bigger). I wrote pages and pages about it, made up a little history for it, even gave it a mayor and a city council. The big red church became my reference point in Wellington and a startling number of my pictures from this city have it appearing between buildings or off in the corner, in the distance.
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