Sometimes when you upload pictures they upload backwards, sometimes forwards. I'm frankly too tired to cut and paste these not very interesting images. But this is the upshot of today:
Half a day of conference; fieldwork; walking around looking at things etc.
This was the whisky I had at Te Atatu which signified for me, the turning point of the whole trip where I would thereafter concentrate only on getting home again. It's going to be quite a process (but worth it of course).
Just in case you ever wondered what New Zealanders call supermarket trolleys. I like this term better.
Superior op shop art.
This place. I didn't eat there.
This place. I couldn't have eaten there if I'd wanted to. It was closed. I think permanently. I don't know what on earth a Rugby Cake is, do you?
Went to the art gallery and probably wasn't really meant to be photographing these pretty superior works by Robin White. They also had a Frieda Kahlo exhibition but I didn't go to that. I was all about the local experience.
So that's my Auckland adventures from a week ago. Thank you to Laura for coordinating and caring for Perry, above and beyond, without a doubt. I will forever be grateful.
Now I have to go to sleep (at 5:30 pm) wake up at 2am get in a taxi at 2:30 and go to the airport and faff around for three hours before the plane takes off at 6am. Wish me luck.
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