In the morning, we were woken up by people taking down their tents. As we were in such close quarters, it was as if they were shouting in our ears. Time to get up and have a shower...

After breakfast we walked to Lombard Quay, where the cable car goes up into the hills to Kelburn. We had a look at the cable car museum, where the creation of the new suburb and its mode of transport was explained. We walked down through the botanical gardens, past the rose garden and Bolton Street Memorial Park, a cemetery with graves in between the trees, and the highrise buildings and motorway in the background, very odd.

We walked passed the Beehive (which looks exactly as what it's called), Parliament House and Parliament Library. These three buildings were all in a very different style and seemed a bit mismatched. We then walked to Old St Paul's, originally an Anglican church which had a beautiful wooden interior and was by far the highlight of what we had seen in Wellington so far as it had been beautifully restored.

We passed the old building of the Railway Station and took a fortunate turn towards Featherstone Street, as we bumped into Leuven, a Belgian Beer Cafe which also served Belgian specialty meals. Keiron had a 'croque monsieur' and I had 'mosselen natuur'. Keiron had a Leffe beer but I cheated on the wine: New Zealand wine is too good to pass up... The mussels, which were HUGE, came with a pointy bag of 'frieten' (Belgian chips) and mayonaise. I was in heaven.

The toilets featured plaques of Fabiola and Boudewijn, perhaps no one has told them yet that Belgium has a new king and queen these days... They also had a well-known Dutch phrase painted on the wall: 'In de hemel is geen bier, daarom drinken wij het hier'. Ask a Flemish Belgian what it means (in a pinch, a Dutch person will do -) The Wellingtonians (or Wellies as I like to call them) like their cafes, I'm sure there is one for every inhabitant... so we were lucky to find this Belgian gem.

We walked back via the Civic Square where a busker was butchering a song and passed Te Papa Museum, which is huge. We also had a quick peek inside the Embassy Theatre, where Lord of the Rings - The Two Towers and LOTR - The Return of the King premiered. (Director Peter Jackson is from Wellington).

In the evening we saw The Aviator, a Martin Scorsese film which was beautifully filmed but lost me somewhere towards the end. Since I've seen the animated film Shark Tale, it's also difficult to think of Martin Scorsese as anything other than a puffer fish with big eyebrows. Anyway, the film went on for ages and we didn't get back until twelve. Our tent was still there, though it was being put to the test by the never-ceasing wind...