Newtown is not a place I visit often.
You could say it is the business and retail centre of Southern Wellington. It is thirty to forty minutes by road from home, and almost always requires a tedious negotiation of the traffic near the hospital, or in Adelaide Road or Riddiford Street. It is however a place of retail treasures and cultural diversity. Mary wanted a very specific kind of tea (Yunnan chi tse beeng cha) and we figured the most likely place to obtain it was the Asian Market in Newtown. Alas the journey was unsuccessful, but as always, I love the smells of Asian markets. I can’t reproduce them here, but perhaps the colours may substitute.
In the afternoon I followed my nose in a different way and that led me to Pukerua Bay as the sun was getting low in the sky. Families were picnicking on the gravelly beach, and a father and son were heading out in their kayaks for some fishing.
The water was remarkably still given that the harbour at Pauatahanui was very ruffled as I passed through. Kapiti Island sits out there on the horizon.
Around to the West, I would normally expect a glimpse of the Sounds at the tip of the South Island from here. I guess that there was a lot of haze further out. Not bad for the first day of Autumn.
Today is beautiful too.