A rainy day in Auckland – who’d have thought it? So instead of a ferry trip to Devonport or Waiheke Island or a tortuous drive through the verdant Waitakere Ranges to Piha or Karekare beach, I have to make do with more urban distractions. First stop… the bus stop. Not for me the long vertiginous
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.