An expat Brit in South Australia
AN EPICURE IN AUCKLAND Away from the sleaze and grime of Auckland’s Karangahape Road and red light zone, known by the locals as K Road, St Kevin’s Arcade offers respite for the weary traveller or local. The arcade, named after the patron saint of Dublin, offers an old colonial shabby-chic sanctuary from the craziness of
New Zealand’s Northern Explorer Arriving at Auckland’s oddly named Britomart Station (yes, it sounds like a cheap goods shop) smugly bolstered by my ‘local knowledge’ with plenty of time to spare, I approached the service desk.
FACES IN THE CROWD All through the night in downtown Auckland we had been serenaded by a constant chorus of Living on a prayer from the English pub next door. “It’s because of the rugby,” I said. The following day the GF asked, “What’s that red and white flag hanging out of that apartment window?”
Dr D in Oz 