I feel like a traveller. Basically I am right now, since I have no place to stay.
Day2 in Wellington. Still staying in hotels cause I haven’t got any confirmation on accommodation from the University. AND I have yet to check my emails, or go on facebook to update myself, or even blog. So, all of these are offline blogging ok?
Rights, the flight to New Zealand almost killed me. I’m serious. It’s SO looong. Like, Effing Long.
Cause I departed KLIA at 4.30pm and reached New Zealand like, 9am (Malaysia time) the next day? That’s one hell of a flight I tell you. I had 2 transits, Singpore and the other in Sydney, thats why it took so long to get to New Zealand.
Anyway, stories about the wind in Wellington are TRUE. Veryfied and testified. It’s Summer here, The sun shines really brightly but the wind is so strong, the air is so cool. You'll see many people walking in shorts and slippers everywhere even though it actually feels really cold. Or they were just pretending that it’s not cold cause this is the warmest season of the year you can get and is the only chance to show more skin rather than being bundled up under 4 layers of clothing. Or maybe they’re just used to this. Humans, are insanely adaptable creatures.
Food, everywhere in Wellington feels like it’s TGIF’s or Chilli’s. But better. The portions are SO big and they look heavenly (not sure about the taste though cause so far I’ve only been to the nice restaurants). I had egg benedict for brunch today. That had too much bacon on it (imagine that). And some carrot cake that has yogurt sauce and a lot of whipped cream with it. Very good cake. Dinner was some Taiwanese restaurant called “CHA” and had braised beef noodles and a little of tiramisu cake, AGAIN with a lot of whipped cream. You’ll go nuts here, the cream is so good and fresh. It’s so sinful that I don’t feel guilty at all after eating it. The bad side about food is that it’s expensive. Like, at least NZD$10 per plate of noodles??? That’s crazy man, I’m not even doing currency conversion and I feel like I’m eating in Papa Rich or Little Taiwan everytime everyday.
I need to cook my own meals. Dammit. I don’t mind cooking, just that the thought of food being so expensive is so saddening!!
*sobs*
Well, anyways.
Wellington is small, so people usually walk. A lot. I’ve never seen a traffic jam here. And the traffic lights go green about 10seconds each time. THATS, how few there are the number of cars here. I walked for 4 hours yesterday, around Wellington, to cafes, shops and to the beach (that’s right people, the beach is WALKING distance) which is so beautiful. Had a huge ice cream, that tastes better than any Baskin Robbins, and then more walking. Like I said before, Wellington people still wear shorts and slippers even though it’s freakong cold, so, there are many people around red like lobsters, burnt from the sun. It’s not surprising cause it really is very sunny, but you can’t feel the heat at all. Maybe that explains why people don’t mind brisk walking 20minutes just for a meal.
I feel like I’m a tourist here instead of a student. Cause I can’t believe how relaxed this place is. I saw people lying on the grass just to enjoy the sun. People LIVE life here. That is to say that Malaysians are pretty much suckers all these while.
There are lots of weird and interesting people.
People with skateboards.
People with guitars singing/performing along the walks.
People with green/ pink hair.
People with dreadlocks.
People with weird clothes.
And at night, while walking back to my hotel, there’s almost nobody around. Not even a slightest person or vehicle. It’s quite creepy cause it’s so quiet. Shops close very early, maybe 5pm something? And that includes many restaurants as well. During weekends too. It’s really weird cause as compared to Subang, everyone would still be in Asia Cafe, or Mac D’s or Starbucks until at least 1am. I would be in college at 11pm.
HA.
Life is just so different here.
Gosh. It’s really over whelming. Only time can wear off this sense of excitement which I hope not too soon...
But to come back to why this post is called Wellington Legs, it’s because almost everyone here has nice or at least decent looking legs. Even fat people. No kidding! It’s because of all the walking everyday everywhere!! So, people here are not really obese or overweight. They may have bulging tummys but damn, they still have decent looking legs.
So, if I were to say that you have Wellington Legs, I would mean that you have, rather nice legs.
Lame much.
Gawd. With all the oh-em-jee-so-big portions of food and all the the cream that tops my sweets. There’s gonna be some controlling on my diet and a lot of walking, cause I’m hoping for a body transformation here. Turn my cottage cheese thighs muscly please. Wish me luck. Cause I NEED it.
I still feel like I'm living in a dream. At a point I thought that I would just wake up and everything would disappear.
But truth is, it doesn't.
Somebody pinch me.
Booya!
PS: People drink from the tap here. And it tastes sweet.