Wellington is a crisp, clean city: laid-back, orderly, vibrant. It’s easy to list the adjectives, but harder to capture the feeling: Wellington seems authentic, happy, sure of itself. The anti-authority graffiti that runs rampant in Paris, where the city is crowded and full of tension, wouldn’t make sense in Wellington. The city-sanctioned graffiti lanes hidden around [...]
October 20, 2011
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I wasn’t sure what to expect heading to Wellington. I booked the trip on a whim: a sorority friend was living there, the USA was playing Australia in the Rugby World Cup on a Friday night, and the plane ticket was cheaper than going to the other side of Australia. The main reason for my [...]
October 17, 2011
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