It’s our last day in New Zealand. We are back in Auckland, to recuperate after driving all over the South Island before our flight home. For a little mid-afternoon pick me up, we head to Ponsonby Central in the gentrified neighbourhood of the same name. … Continue readingBack to our bones
The wide expanse of the clearest sky, so full and hot and blue. The stunning view of the Hauraki Gulf, its waters deep and true. The vineyards and the olive groves, rows and rows of trees with branches bearing fruit – wine and oil these … Continue readingWaiheke
The sky and the sea meets at Federal St., or at least that’s what I announce, securing my status as a purveyor of lame puns and dad jokes. We are standing beneath Auckland’s most famous landmark, the 328-metre Sky Tower, after all, and about to … Continue readingOysters
Sometimes adventure is simply another way of saying We are wandering around because we got lost. Because we can’t find whatever we were looking for. Because rather than worry about it, we’re enjoying the moment. Because the search is the fun part, more than the … Continue readingThe rabbit and the rhino
Tandoori prawns, arranged in a neat row, each morsel charred invitingly. A basket of garlic cheese naan, cut into crisp triangles. Lamb biryani, fluffy and meaty and spiced to perfection. Butter chicken, Blake’s order, as he apologises for his milder palate. We’re meeting him for … Continue readingPalak paneer
We aren’t teatime sort of people. We gladly pass the hours between lunch and dinner doing work on weekdays and reading books on weekends. There is always something to do. Being stranded in Auckland during the Level 4 lockdown changed all that. There is, apparently, … Continue readingTime for tea