If Wellington was a person instead of a city – I’m slightly afraid that I’d be the crazy girl boiling a bunny on its stove at this point. Luckily for me and possibly the city of Wellington, no bunnies were harmed during my last visit despite all the over indulgence. It was a weekend getaway that revolved around great friends, good food, and shopping stints to help me forget about the trails and tribulations of my so-called life.
Its weekends like this past one that remind me what I enjoy the most. If you’re looking for tales of a rockstar weekend or stories of my infamous “power hour” then sadly, you’ll be disappointed as that’s not what this is about.
All I can say is that I ate until I was full and then ate some more and then followed that up with green tea and/or a chai latte in hopes to aid digestion so I could move on to the next restaurant in order to eat some more. Cookies, cupcakes, and chocolates may have been thrown in the mix as well in-between all of that but I’ll never tell!
The weekend went by in a blink of an eye and sadly before I knew it, I was ready to roll onto the plane and make my way back to Auckland once again. Don’t fear though as I’m armed with some great memories to help me make it this upcoming week. In the words of all that haunts me right now – whaka yeah!