Day 19: Foxton Beach - Wellington

Today had a feeling of coming back. Completing a small loop in a bigger circle as I made my way slowly back down the west coast to Wellington, from where I'd begun my North Island adventure two weeks ago.

After breakfast I stopped off for a quick look at Foxton, a village that has more than it's fair share of antique, second hand and charity shops, as well as a windmill in the middle of town.

From Foxton I continued south and next stop was a quick coffee pit stop at one of the many small beach townships, this one having an access road right on to the beach which was strewn with a ribbon of driftwood.

Rolling on I just had time to drop by for a return visit to the first beach I stopped at on my first day on the way north, Waikanae Beach. By now it was developing into a fine but windy day.

It then took less than an hour to find my way back to the car rental company's depot, check in the car and get dropped off at the backpackers. The helpful guy on reception who'd helped me out before with the car rental booking was on duty again and promptly sorted out my ferry booking for tomorrow.

With most of the afternoon and the whole evening free to explore Wellington I started with the harbour area where a really good percussion band were playing between the anti poaching ship and an old steam crane boat from Glasgow.

There's a lot of activity down by the shore, including a platform where  anyone can just turn up and jump or dive from.

Cities don't usually keep me amused for more than a few hours and today was no exception. So I whiled away 3 hours in the cinema watching Interstellar. One of those "schizophrenic" movie experiences. I half thought it was a load of far fetched bullshit and half thought it was spellbinding movie magic. Guess that's what the movies is all about.

Cuba St. is the place where it all happens in Wellington so after a post movie stroll my tastebuds were in need of a post movie curry which can only lead to one possible conclusion to another great day of variety and strong impressions. Which of course was the bar next door for a couple of beers while appreciating some live music.

So not forgetting the panorama of the day, it's good night from me and it's good night from them.