Left Sydney. It was raining.
Arrived in Auckland. It’s still raining.
Thoughts:
New Zealand seems more British-influenced than Australia somehow. Can’t put my finger on it, they don’t sound English .. but there’s something like-yet-unlike about this place …
Public telephones suck. You need a phone card to make them work. It’s as if someone has jammed the coin slot in every phone in the friggin city. (So that’s the same as Sydney too, then.)
Latte here is pretty good and comes in massive bowls instead of glasses.
All pretty banal stuff, I’ll post again when I’ve seen or done something worth writing about.