Saturday, January 15, 2005
Pak n Save - bring your own Sherpa
I have always avoided Parramatta. I don't think that it holds anything for me beyond tempting donuts that I no longer consume. I have been to Parramatta on a couple of occasions, one of them being a job interview (stupid employment).
However, I appear to have consigned myself to a Parramatta equivalent for the evening. Not that there's anything inherently wrong with Parramatta (or, in this case, Palmerston North) but it's not really the place to grip you by the ovaries and drag you out for a good time, is it?
Palmerston North is nice enough. It's inland, surrounded by farmland (but less sheep than usual, it appears), it's all very flat and, well, nice. It's also really spread out, thus my being in yet another internet cafe. I hadn't really planned on posting again, but then I walked around the entire bloody town grid (half of the time carrying my pack) and I'm hot and knackered and wanted to have a nice sit down.
At least I know that I'll be out of here tomorrow afternoon.
"But why did you go to Palmerston North in the first place, ZuckerBaby?" Because I didn't want to spend almost 7 hours on a coach to get to Taupo, that's why. Thought I'd split it out over two days.
And I'm going to come back on the way through to the South Island, because I want to go to Owlcatraz, which is a conversation area for NZ owls (erm, I suspect it is also a conservation area for NZ owls, the socialising is a bonus), and there are tours, but only Monday to Friday, and they are full day, and...I wasn't able to organise it for this visit.
On the upside, I have been to the musuem and had a great play in the Science section (which is all interactive and actually designed for kids, but hey - lots of fun!!). I also have shopped for foods in the largest supermarket it has ever been my misfortune to enter and feel that I need Sherpas to assist me to get out. Very odd.
I'm going to go back to the hostel (which is really groovy and mostly lime green) and make myself some ginger tea and sit out in the smoker's area, and read Emma for a while.
And tomorrow I'm going to walk to the Rose Garden for a brunch picnic and then off to Taupo in the afternoon.
However, I appear to have consigned myself to a Parramatta equivalent for the evening. Not that there's anything inherently wrong with Parramatta (or, in this case, Palmerston North) but it's not really the place to grip you by the ovaries and drag you out for a good time, is it?
Palmerston North is nice enough. It's inland, surrounded by farmland (but less sheep than usual, it appears), it's all very flat and, well, nice. It's also really spread out, thus my being in yet another internet cafe. I hadn't really planned on posting again, but then I walked around the entire bloody town grid (half of the time carrying my pack) and I'm hot and knackered and wanted to have a nice sit down.
At least I know that I'll be out of here tomorrow afternoon.
"But why did you go to Palmerston North in the first place, ZuckerBaby?" Because I didn't want to spend almost 7 hours on a coach to get to Taupo, that's why. Thought I'd split it out over two days.
And I'm going to come back on the way through to the South Island, because I want to go to Owlcatraz, which is a conversation area for NZ owls (erm, I suspect it is also a conservation area for NZ owls, the socialising is a bonus), and there are tours, but only Monday to Friday, and they are full day, and...I wasn't able to organise it for this visit.
On the upside, I have been to the musuem and had a great play in the Science section (which is all interactive and actually designed for kids, but hey - lots of fun!!). I also have shopped for foods in the largest supermarket it has ever been my misfortune to enter and feel that I need Sherpas to assist me to get out. Very odd.
I'm going to go back to the hostel (which is really groovy and mostly lime green) and make myself some ginger tea and sit out in the smoker's area, and read Emma for a while.
And tomorrow I'm going to walk to the Rose Garden for a brunch picnic and then off to Taupo in the afternoon.
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If you'd had a sherpa you wouldn't have had to lug your pack all over town either. I actually watched a show yesterday on the Sherpas at everest and they are the most amazingly tough guys! They go up and down that mountain many more times than the damm 'adventurers'. So, gonna get a NZ tattoo before you leave? love MetalGirl
# posted by 
: 10:41 AM
: 10:41 AM
So ... now you know somewhat of why I maintain that I want to retire to NZ (but not Palmerston North, on your description of it). You've become an experienced tourist very quickly! Good for you. And now you are REALLY approaching (probably have already been to bits of) Middle Earth. The Paekak bookshop is as good a place for an alliterative souvenir as any, I expect - I bought a couple when I was there last time. I hope Taupo lives up to expectations - and all the rest. Parental Unit
# posted by : 11:33 PM
: 11:33 PM
Hey there ZuckerBaby ... at least you're off to Taupo soon enough! That should be a much better place to pick up huge maori men and discuss, erm, tattoos!
BTW ... I made the step ... eeep .... read Mighty (Uncle) Ogbo's blog on:
http://mightyogbo.blogspot.com/
or there should be a link at the end of this.
BTW ... I made the step ... eeep .... read Mighty (Uncle) Ogbo's blog on:
http://mightyogbo.blogspot.com/
or there should be a link at the end of this.
Hey MetalGirl! Yeah, I'm going to try and get an NZ tattoo before I go - I just have to let the sunburn on my chosen arm heal before I try it!! I think Wellington is the place to do it, when I go back to the tattoo museum I might get them to recommend a place.
Sounds like a good plan to me - If you want to get a tattoo of my name with a heart around it go for it hahaha. (Or perhaps with a nice blood dripping dagger through it). Guess you better get something green and leafy after all this scenery you are soaking up. It's great to read your adventures, love MetalGirl
# posted by : 4:20 PM
: 4:20 PM
MetalGirl - Not sure about colour (though the idea of one with your name and a dagger plunged through a heart with a rose growing out of it could just change my mind). I have an idea, but I don't know if it's going to be possible, within my monetary abilities and how long it will take to do. As with all tattoos, I guess.
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