I'm quite relaxed about that
tomorrow am taking the ubiquitous “socks over shoes” advice.
Could be time to invest in crampons.
That hailstorm last night was the worst I've ever seen in Wellington (there was a major one in Wellington '79). And that was after more snow and sleet. I was cycling home at the time. It reminded me of stone throwing wars at age eight, except I was getting hit by about 100 pebbles per second. The hail on the road was an inch thick. Then going past the Kilbirnie rec centre there was a burst of thunder and lightening directly overhead. Do MTB tyres insulate? My workmates in the other K suburbs have been going home early to be sure of making it (our narrow streets and steep driveways are not made for this). My sister is snowed in on the Akatarawa Road (two feet deep so far).
Maybe a heatwave this summer?
Re the not getting paid on a snow day, yesterday I did wonder why these guys weren’t leaving a Willis St construction site after an hour of snow:
Snow at work
I like the NZ approach - we're better than them.
Well, we won't ever win the "bigger than" contest. We can be cooler tho.
The best things in life are free. But report writers want money. That's what they want.
then later, stuff like this (also drawing confidently on the club music and traditional forms of the largest Pacific city on the planet):
That's brilliant eh? Funny how bright our skies are for a place so dark.
Che Fu, Salmonella Dub and others released great albums after I left Auckland for overseas. Made me feel like I was missing out by not being home. I used to listen and imagine myself on a beach without industrial debris and pollution.
Moving to Auckland from Wellington for a couple of years around that time, I ended up believing something I'd previously have regarded as a heresy. Within it, Auckland represents everywhere else in New Zealand - and also the Islands. I kind of hate to admit it even now, but it’s true. The place is full of people that have moved there from north, south or east and retain contact with their former neighbourhoods. Their comings and goings keep things unique and alive and ensure the city doesn't become Disney-like (e.g. parts of Christchurch) or inward looking (Nelson). The result is a place that's a lot more interesting than it should be, given it's tucked away from the rest of the world.
I had already experienced some of the above as a school kid visiting Auckland several times in the 80s. One memory that stands out is walking down Queen Street at about 10pm on a Friday night in 1984 and seeing all the break-dancers performing outside the storefronts (some from my school two hours drive away). I'm certain they were much better than anything I've seen on video from that period (or now!).
Now if only Auckland was easier to get around …