Wellyzone

FRIDAY, 9th Sept.

I took my first morning in Wellington very slowly. I checked out before 10 a.m. but I decided to stay in the hostel a little longer, because the rain was too strong and I suspected it might change in an hour or two. I love being surrounded by things which were unusual in Poland and they are normal in New Zealand, like the All Blacks merchandise everywhere, hearing The Black Seeds, Lawrence Arabia and The Phoenix Foundation at hostels or spotting Boy DVD in shops.

At about 12 p.m. it stopped raining. I left my bag in a locker at the hostel ($4 for 12 hours) and went to explore the city. Leaving the YHA, on the left there was New World, a shopping centre. I passed the shop and followed the signs to Te Papa. The museum wasn’t very far away and I was surprised again to see Circa Theatre next to Te Papa. Jemaine Clement’s wife, Miranda Manasiadis used to perform there. Her last play was The Great Gatsby. It was still grey and cloudy, so the photos underneath were taken later that day.

I didn’t go straight to the museum. I decided to wonder around and discover more. I went along the waterfront and found myself in Rugby Village FANZONE. The scene was still empty, but I could see food stalls and tents being put up and everyone getting ready for the afternoon and evening festivities. I crossed the Village, crossed over Jervois Quay and saw Civic Square.


I visited iSite centre and took some brochures. I thought it was about time to go to Te Papa, but on the way back I derailed to New Zealand On Screen installation.

Inside, there was an interactive screen in one room where you could watch whatever you can find on the website. In another room they had a flat screen and you could watch 25 short films. I always wanted to see The Six Dollar Fifty Man (2009, dir. Mark Albiston and Louis Sutherland; the winner at Cannes in 2010), but I couldn’t do it online, because of the area restrictions. The film was really lovely. Then I watched Day Trip (2010, dir. Zoe McIntosh), hilarious Careful With That Axe (2007, dir. Jason Stutter) and Signing Off (1996, dir. Duncan Sarkies). Watching those films I was happy to be inside, because there was heavy rain outside. When I saw the weather got better, on the way out I stole a scene

…took some pictures and went to the Museum. On level 1, there was an interactive installation where you could learn Ka Mate haka moves, so I tried that one. I went into a small room together with two other ladies (maximum six people were allowed per show). It was a very short presentation. You had to follow your on screen teacher and then you were recorded and you could see yourself on a small screen after you left the room. We had a lot of laugh seeing our clumsy dance moves.

I managed to see Te Papa up to level 3 (there are six) when I got a text from H., my friend from Auckland. She came to Wellington for a weekend to see WOW shows. We met up at the Museum and after grabbing something to eat on Cuba Str and having a photo session by the Fountain, we went back to Rugby Village FANZONE to see Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra live. They were amazing, even though the wind wasn’t helping them. I managed to record a couple tunes, so here is Nigel Collins a.k.a. New Zealand Symphony Orchestra singing Cream cover, Sunshine of Your Love.


They were very polite towards other countries taking part in the World Cup. Andy even sang the South African anthem, but when they finished, he showed which team he truly supports.

H. had leave me to meet with her friends and I stayed in the Village to watch other performances and official ceremony of the opening of the Rugby World Cup. As I was watching Samoan and later Maori dancers, I noticed Nigel standing next to me and talking with his friend. That was so random.
I didn’t watch the opening, though. I got a call from my host, who was G.’s (the one from Kippa-Ring) friends’ friend and he said he’d pick me up and we’d go together to the airport to pick up G. who flew from Brisbane via Auckland.

It was great to see G. again, after just over a week. It seemed as if I hadn’t seen him for ages. We arrived in Johnsonville, up in the hills north-west from Wellington, early enough to see the first match of RWC, New Zealand v Tonga. The All Blacks won, of course, but the result wasn’t very impressive.