Hello again, this one will be a bit short since I’m writing this one in a hurry (sorry) but if the time helps me out I will be able to sneak in another post before the weekend. Ok… as you might imagine, the 10 days of fashion in the city continues and for this occasion the New Zealand Fashion Museum created a pop-up display in one of the unused silos at Silo Park.
For 10 days, from the 28th of February to the 9th of March Auckland city will be celebrating “Fashion in the City” a series of Fashion related events, culminating on a giant catwalk on Queen Street. So this week will be all fashion related. To start off the event, last weekend, the Britomart people created a series of runway shows featuring leading designer like Juliette Hogan, Trelise Cooper, WORLD and Ted Baker.
Hi everyone, today I thought I could set up a small quick guide for a day out in the city (Central Auckland) this is perfect for a Friday so if you happen to be in the city you can use this cheeky guide and get through most of the city in just one day. Most of the places I will talk about were featured earlier in this blog, so if you want more information just wander through the blog.
Morning: Breakfast of champions
What a great way to start off the day than with a yummy breakfast. Auckland is full with cafes and stores to get your cuppa, some of my favourites are: The Store, Assiette at Britomart, Cafe Melba at Vulcan Lane or Shaky Isles Coffee Co at Custom St.
I know what you are thinking… please not another valentines day blog post… but it is not what you expect. Unlike New Zealand, back in Argentina we are not used to the whole Valentines day celebration, maybe in the last couple of years people started to get more used to it or businesses used it as an sale opportunity, but we are not the ones for celebrating it. So today you have a choice.
As of today, I have been officially one whole year on kiwi soil.
I have seen a lot of Argentinians and Latin American people in Auckland in the past few months, not only my personal group of friends, but on the streets, the beach, etc.. And lately I’ve been feeling that once we leave our country we began to fall into a pattern. I know not everyone might feel the same, so this is my sole opinion.
It’s like no matter the circumstances we left our country (good or bad), we begin to get homesick and start doing absolutely everything we can to feel closer to home; every stereotypical thing from our country. Getting together and watching football or rugby matches every time our team plays, know by heart which days each market has a stall of argentinian empanadas, getting to the darkest convenience store and cut deals with the dodgy store manager to be the first one to get Dulce de Leche or Palmitos (palm trees hearts) drink Mates, or my case, do all of them.
I have followed every step of the How to become the perfect argentinian in 10 simple steps imaginary book and did absolutely everything I either hated doing back home or just didn’t enjoy, specially….drinking mates. For all non-southamerican readers: The mate is a traditional South American drink and It is prepared from steeping dried leaves yerba mate in hot water, served with a metal straw from a shared hollow gourd. Its tradition to share the mates and if you are within a group of people they all use the same gourd.
In a previous post, I wrote that Auckland is full of weekend Markets and I wrote about one in particular, which is the Britomart market, so I thought I would be a good idea to do a Markets series, so today I will talk about the Ponsonby produce market, located in the corner of ponsonby & richmond rd.
In comparison to the Britomart market that I talked about here http://bit.ly/1fvBP2c this market is indoors and it looks more Stylish or Posh that the other. You can find fish and meat stalls, fresh fruit and veggies, and a great stall with cheeses and wine. Most of the stalls claim to have organic products and most of them also have street food, so you can always take a plate and sit by the sun after doing some groceries. I remember going for lunch with some friends to the argentinian barbeque across the market and the cheese shop opened a 150 year old MASSIVE Parmesan cheese and gave us to try. If I could bottle up a scent and spray it…everywhere…it would be that cheese.
I swear New Zealand never cease to surprise me . I come from a country were you can find a busker in every corner, in every street and every park you can see jugglers, people singing, playing
instruments or performing for coins. Usually people avoid them and the government tries to shut them out, or take them from the streets. But not here… in New Zealand, you have a whole festival dedicated to them.
During the Auckland anniversary weekend, the city set up various points scattered around the city and during the afternoon you could find different performer.
There was a guy in Vulcan Lane juggling with fire, a girl in the Downtown shopping centre dancing and a shirtless guy at the Silo Park jumping around, shouting and engaging with people.
Not one of these points was empty, kids sitting down, tourists taking pictures and heaps of people gathered around (I almost loose a hand trying to take a photo)
I don’t want to underestimate the work those “buskers” do, it’s just that I find amusing how in one place they are more of a pain in the butt and in another they have their own festival.
Les juro, Nueva Zelanda todavía no deja de sorprenderme. Vengo de un país donde podes encontrar “Artistas callejeros” en cualquier lado, en cada esquina, en algún parque, uno haciendo malabares, el otro cantando, estatuas vivientes, lo que nombres.
Usualmente la gente trata de ignorar o manda a gente del gobierno a que los mueva de lugar. Pero no en NZ… Acá tenes un festival dedicado únicamente a estos artistas.
Durante el fin de semana del aniversario de Auckland, el council dispuso distintos puntos alrededor de la ciudad y todas las tardes había un artista performing
Vi un malabarista de fuego en vulcan lane, una chica que bailaba en la esquina del shopping del centro, y un tipo en el Silo Park saltando y gritando y jugando con el publico.
Ni uno de estos puestos estaba vacío, chicos sentados esperando a que empiece el show, turistas sacando fotos, y miles de personas mirando (casi pierdo un brazo tratando de sacar una foto)
Let’s talk food, shall we…
It seems New Zealand (specially Auckland) is a great place for food, there are always great new places and restaurants to try and there is always some event related to it. I already talked about the weekend markets, but there are also cooking competitions or food festival every way you look.
I guess this was no exception. Last Monday Auckland’s anniversary was the perfect excuse to held the ABS Seafood FEASTival (ah…see what you did there) at the Wynyard Quarter, next to the Waitemata Harbour. This particular festival, donates its proceeds to charity. (If someone is interested I will leave a link to this years below)
There was a series of stalls with different kind of seafood, cooking classes, kitchen appliances presentation, there was one guy who actually talked about spices and of course, drinks…for the cheap price of $3 you could buy your own wine glass and walked around trying wines.
And now please, if you suffer from a condition of FOOD EXCITEMENT please restrain yourself.
If you knew me, you would know I’m not the one for sports, never was (my own mother calls me jandal, since I’m useless for sports) Countless times I set myself to go to the gym, star a new activity, MOVE, and countless times I failed at it. Last Sunday was meant to be different, was the day I was to run my first 5k…but then again, I failed.
The story actually began when I got home early from work one day, really tired, and in a really bad mood. Le boyfriend was home too, playing video games with some of his mates from Argentina. To make it short, when he plays he gets really into it, and most of the times he shouts and since he was wearing his noise cancelling headphones, he shouted louder and couldn’t hear me asking him to lower his voice . So, instead of ripping the keyboard against his head, I put on my gym clothes, stepped into the treadmill put some music on and ran to blow some steam, and ran and ran and ran, until I realized there had been and hour since I started.
I heard about the “Color race” a few days after, 5k, no time limit, no age restriction, for runners, walkers, even dancer, each km with a color station, were volunteers throw colored cornstarch at you. It felt fun and it looked like you didn’t have to commit to it that much, and two days before I done 5ks, so I signed in.
You what?! – Yes, I signed in and trained for it. I actually trained 2 to 3 times a week and last Thursday I timed myself and realized that I actually lowered my initial timing by 10 minutes. Yay me! But then…the universe happens.
Turns out, yesterday (Monday) was Auckland Anniversary… happy b-day AKL btw, and the people from Auckland transport decided it was a good idea to cancel all trains, and the buses that “replaced” those trains didn’t get to where the race was held, to pretty much I had a 2.30hs drive by bus to get there and the same back, it was all complicated and in the end I ended up not going…. see why I fail at life?
I had planned for this post to be completely different, with fun photos of painted people, with success stories, with tips and facts of the run, so here are some images of what it could have been. Here is the start line…. (see if you can find me) that unicorn/pig men was SUPER FUN!