Wellington

Warm sunshine. Strong winds. On a high. A call from Sandra. Steps. Lots of steps. Cicadas. Vistas. Hills. Sea. Green. And blue. Planes. Great latte. Beehive-shaped parliament building. Alone. Janet Cardiff's The Forty Part Motet = the most amazing thing I've ever heard. Relaxed. Sculpture. "Tomorrow will be the same but not as this is." A paddle. A shop then a climb. Hot. Watermelon. Earl Grey. Thoughts of T.