So the convention gets under way.
The days are full and the schedules hectic. I chose to go down to the inner harbour area after breakfast and before the first session. Looking under the rail bridge that crosses to Bayview I liked the rather old-fashioned fleet of vessels moored in the harbour.
The bridge itself imposes itself on the eye from this part of the harbour. Eventually the handrails persuaded me that there was a footpath beside the rails.
As far as I know there are few curved rail bridges in New Zealand. This is obviously one of them.
Time to get back to work.