Changing beds

Apologies, been a strange week, settling into Welly.

Wednesday: Day off work. Ha! I start one day, off the next! Didn’t really have anything to do. I am reluctant to do all the sight seeing stuff in a oner, so I just had a lovely windy walk round the harbour.
That I had a free ticket to see “Where are you my only one” by the Circa theatre. Basically it was about a Russian mail order brides. It was funny and it was a little bit more funnier for the audience because it had a lot of Kiwi humor (helped that it was written by a Kiwi). Had a hard time not to sneeze (Footnote to those who don’t know me: I sneeze, A LOT! I don’t have hay fever I just sneeze. Best thing about it is I always have tissues on me so I’m never caught short!), this was due to the sad fact that with may theatre productions the age of the audience members are generally of the over 50 mark therefore LOTS of really strong perfumes, especially from the woman sat next to me.

Thursday: Work in the morning. In the afternoon my continued effort to finish Bram Stoker’s Dracula…failed! It is really starting to get on my nerves. The way Stoker writes the Van Helsing character is just plain annoying. He just harps on at a point and I find myself yelling at the page “OK!!!! MOVE ON!!!” The best bit of the book so far was the start and Jonathan Harker’s accounts, very graphic and scary.
That night I went to the Embassy cinema- it is where they premiered Lord of the Rings. If anyone could be in love with a building, I am in love with this cinema. It was beautiful. Old fashioned. Tiled in lovely deep navy and emerald green. The film was 500 days of Summer (Katrina: everything that was said in that film, I heard from another source. Must be true for everyone and that totally sucks!). It was a good film, funny, sad but hopeful at the same time. Should really write a more detailed report on my film blog…
After the cinema I went to the bar in the backpackers, drank, and then went to bed. Very rock and roll!

Friday! Work in the morning. The girls at work invited me out for a pub crawl round Wellington. It didn’t pan out as expected. I got ready, got some nice complements from my crazy room mates at the moment (Jen- German and Joséline- Canadian) and then the plan was to meet in the bar at the hotel at 7. I got there about 5 minutes before 7 so I got myself a drink and sat down. Not long after sitting down a nice young chap came over to ask if the chair next to me was free I said “Nope! Go for it!” He smiled and took it and then turned back and said “What you doing tonight” I told him of the plan to go on the pub crawl and he invited me to chat to him and his mate while I waited. I said “Why not!”. I ended up chatting with Rollie (the guy who get the chair and had lovely smile/ laugh), John (loud and didn’t stay long) and Luke (Rollie’s flat mate, half English ex British soldier). They all smoked, sadly but I had really good conversations. With Luke I we talked about history and the armed forces –he brought up the subject. With Rollie he told me about his goals for the future and getting his private pilots license (he flew solo at 16) (Dad, he knows how to fly planes, he doesn’t know the different types)
Anyhow, I ended up staying with them for the night in the pub because the guy who was suppose to show me and the people from the work the pub crawl never showed up they asked me if I fancied going to a different pub. I was having fun with the guys so I said I would stay because “I had work in the morning”. Ended up that me and Rollie exchanged numbers and hopefully I now have some Kiwi drinking buddies. We shall see…

TODAY: GOING TO FINISH DRACULA IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO!!!!

Tomorrow I move into a private room at the hotel. Whoop! Also I have my first shift as an usher at the Downstage theatre.