The seat of New Zealand government is a few blocks from our hotel. The last bit is uphill since it is perched on a promenade. On arrival we're informed we need a booking to tour and they are booked out until late in the day. The brochure at our hotel and the hotel concierge knew nothing of the requirement. There is no mention of it in a different brochure in the lobby or on the signpost at the entrance to Parliament House grounds. The only thing gained this morning is good uphill walking exercise and the indifference of the New Zealand Government. Welcome to New Zealand!
Under threatening skies, we walk back to the wharf and to Bin 44 for lunch. CJ finally gets a pint of the stout he's been dreaming about. Duncan's Maple Bacon Pancake is heavenly. In the process, we get a fine lunch.
Carol had seen a sign on the street advertising fresh oysters. We had mentioned it to an oyster loving couple from the Sunshine Coast that we met in the concierge lounge. After dining there last evening, they gave it an enthusiastic endorsement.
Dinner consists of freshly shucked oysters and a bottle of wine Charley Noble restaurant. It's all we need after a big lunch.
We are off to the South Island and Christchurch in the morning.
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