The next morning we docked in Wellington, the capital of New Zealand and had our first breakfast on board. My cabin is next door to the restaurant, so my commute is 10 seconds! The breakfast was wonderful! Continental with cereal, fresh juices, fruit I don’t even recognize, hot buffet, and best of all: name what you want from the chef in the kitchen. It was great! This was also the standard for dinner service. There was never a dessert menu so you just ordered what you wanted. Last night I ordered chocolate ice cream with sprinkles, just as a test. I got chocolate ice cream with sprinkles!
This morning we were scheduled to tour the national museum, TePapa, in small groups. It was only a 5 minute walk from the ship and for my taste, was a bit overdone. There was not a space on the wall anywhere that wasn’t covered with some graphic, sign, artifact, things hanging from the ceiling, it was too much. My eyes never had a moment to relax. I heard someone say it was like the walls were yelling at you!
The items therein were typical houses, carvings, canoes, and jade. The Mauri people are descendants of the people found in New Guinea, Samoa, and the same ones who populated Hawaii. There were different tribes who lived here and once Captain Cook arrived, followed by the missionaries, the Mauri were engaged in a civil war. They finally signed a treaty with the British, but due to some poorly translated passages, they lost their land. In 1975 a tribunal was launched to investigate reparations and should conclude their work by 2016. The tribes petition to receive compensation for their lost land and sometimes they are asking for an apology, some ask for money, and one tribe asked for the tallest mountain peak, Mount Cook to be renamed the original Mauri name, which was granted. All in all, they have managed to solve their problems in a civilized way.
The Mauri language is mandatory for all school children so most are bilingual. There are very little 100% Mauri people remaining, but most Kiwis’ can claim at least a portion of Mauri genealogy.
There is a full expedition team on board the Orion. They are employees of the ship and are all naturalists, scientists, and have extensive backgrounds in research. Rob is a Kiwi and was raised in New Guinea, He has worked for the NZ government with conservation projects for many years, is a translator for tours, has circumnavigated Antarctica and as a side project, is co-owner of a deep sea diving expedition diving on the Titanic and the Bismarck (he’s the one who worked with James Cameron preparing for the movie). Mick is an Aussie, former college instructor (tertiary education as they call it) and specializes in sea mammals. Darrin and Steph, engaged about 3 weeks, are both naturalists with several years of expedition service in the region.
One of the passengers came to me this morning and wanted me to find her and 3 other ladies knitting needles and yarn. My only contact with retail outlets on this is a choice between the ship boutique (and it’s pearl jewelry) and pro shops, not exactly the hotbed of kitting supplies. I hoped the next port of Napier might yield some shops nearby the dock. There would still be one day at sea after that for them to knit.
Today we are playing Paraparaumu Beach Golf Club (sounds just like it looks). It’s a semi-private club in a small seaside city on the commuter train line. You can’t see the ocean anymore because of the houses built on the shore. When we arrived, we quickly saw that the course was nearly complete brown with drought conditions. When a ball dropped, a small cloud of dust arose. Not the best for golfing but we’re stuck with it!
On the ride out, I was chatting with the bus driver and found out that he needed to go to the local shopping mall while everyone was golfing. We chatted with the other 2 drivers and the consensus was there might be knitting supplies there. I had also been asked to locate a Mahjong game also, so maybe a toy store would be there also. We drove a 50 passenger bus about 10 minutes down the road to the mall.
This mall was like the malls of the 70’s in the US. It was one level, straight line with anchors at each end. Nothing exciting, but once they outgrew the enclosed mall, they just kept adding on store fronts all around the perimeter. It was a maze of sidewalks! We spotted the toy store so that was covered, and since he parked in the loading zone, we quickly canvassed the mall for knitting. After asking several folks at Woolworths (which was a grocery store) we found a placed called The Wool Shoppe. He went back to buy his item and a lottery ticket, so I purchased the knitting supplies and walked to the toy store by myself. I was nearly run over by 3 different cars before I could make it to the toy store. These people are the worst drivers I have ever seen. I found the game and made it back to the bus alive!
We were back at the course and I was sent to #18 to monitor play. In front of #18 was the putting green and I was entertained by a group of 8 year old boys with their golf lessons. The lady instructor worked very hard to keep them interested and to coach them not to make excuses for their poor putting. Already at this age, they were saying “that piece of grass was in my way” “the wind was too strong or it would have gone farther!” Very funny!
At the conclusion of play, I used one of the double carts (4 players and 4 clubs on the same cart!) to run a shuttle from the clubhouse to the buses. Everyone is so very nice when it comes time to pack their clubs. They all want to help even though we have plenty of staff people available to do it for them.
Once back on board the ship, we all hurried to shower and change for a 6pm lecture by Rob on NZ history. Although Kalos has never offered lectures before on their cruises, there were over 80 of the 93 passengers at his lecture. At one point, he made reference to the differences between US and NZ laws. For example, automobiles ALWAYS have the right of way! That it explains my near death experience in the parking lot of the mall. They expected me to get out of their way and I, the opposite. Sure wish someone would have told me!!
That evening we had dinner on deck. Most of the passengers opted for the downstairs restaurant, which was great for us. The maitre’d Clinton doted on every detail of the meal service and made sure we had a great time upstairs under the stars.