So after a rather hectic, yet hilarious, drive [we had an
epic mission to get marmite to put on our corn crisps with avocado… yum I swear
AND had to bypass several cafes for serving what Scott deemed inferior coffee,
the “Robert Harris” brand], we arrived in Wellington!
We checked into our hostel [a dorm room that smelled
strongly of sweaty feet… cool] and ambled down to the waterfront in search of a
beer. We decided on Mac’s BrewBar because they had a DJ outside right in front
of the wharf. However, because the wharf is considered public space, there was
a team of servers who’s job it was to “ferry” customers beers to their tables
on the wharf. We ordered the Green Beret IPA and the Bohemian Pilsner.
Scott had been looking up shows all day so we decided on the
ultimate hipster show at the San Francisco Bathhouse [okay the name of the
venue contributed to why we chose the show] featuring, Awesome Tapes of
Africa. It was entertaining, but we were
so wiped from our drive and the epic Japanese hot stone dinner [so much for our
attempt to have a vegetable-y dinner] that we left fairly early.
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