Neil, this billboard above is for you. Keep on training!
How can you not appreciate a country where the school girls dress in 1920's uniforms. I wish I had gotten a picture of the younger ones in the black straw boaters, pig-tails (really), blue cotton shifts and black stockings. They looked like Pippi Longstockings.
Queen's Wharf is a lovely venue with lots of joggers at noon time, cafes, and coffee shops. You can walk along the harbour almost the whole length of the city and not have to worry about pedestrian or car traffic, all of which stay to the left.
We rode the old-fashioned cable car to the botanical gardens above the city. Lovely views from up there on a lovely day. People in the city are still talking about the winds yesterday, which were unusual even for Wellington. Although there were 25 guys holding down a ground cover at the Australian/Kiwi cricket match, it blew away, taking several of them for a merry ride. Evidently, the wind also confounded the Aussie bowlers because the Kiwis won the match. It's an ill wind that blows . . . . . . . .