Jan. 20, 2006 – 12:18 a.m.
I’m drunk, I’m high, and apparently I’m typing. I thought I would lay it down for anyone looking to visit Wellington. It’s a very chill city, with its…panoply of cafes, its greenbelt, and the assortment of free museums.
Cuba Street is where I’ve spent most of my time in Wellington-street performers, trendy cafes, bars, and loads of cheap ethnic food ‘fetch’ all kinds of people. It’s a great atmosphere for relaxing after a week of traveling. The cappuccino is fantastic [check out Fidel’s (with its Cuban theme, complete with camo netting and a heated back porch for windy days) or the Midnight Espresso. Both places sell cappuccino for $3NZ].
Other drugs are easier to come by: party pills are sold on every block of Cuba Street and elsewhere. It’s legal speed, marketed with names like “Cosmic Bliss,” “The Grunter,” “Pure X-T-C,” and “Kandy.” A pamphlet reminds users: “By protecting yourself you’re protecting the future of party pills. Your self responsibility gives everyone choice and freedom.” They all contain BZP, which is Schedule 1 in the U.S.A., like heroin or marijuana.
Speaking of…
Grass, as my good friend Ethan has taken to call it, is easy to come by. I’ve had two sale offers. Here’s a tip if you don’t feel like paying: find dreadlocks, chat up. Megan knows how to do this. I know others do as well. Cough-Costa-Cough-Rica... Walking along the street tonight, looking for a place with a crowd that didn’t suck, I started talking to some people on the street. After talking for a bit, these three home made clothing-wearing, ‘locked hippies had me coming to their apartment for some knives/spotting (look it up on the Internet, it’ll tell all! Especially urbandictionary.com).
After that it was about 11 p.m., so I decided to check out some more of Wellington’s nightlife. I found little on a Thursday night. I went to a pool hall, but everyone was teamed up with other people and not willing to play with me. I don’t blame them, by this point I had sampled three different Chardonnays, had two Tuis, a Blue Lagoon (Vodka, Curacao, lemonade, lemon garnish), a handle (big glass) of something-or-other, and (can’t forget!) the Export Gold at the end. To continue! Also on Cuba Street is Murphy’s, a nicely built Irish pub-good beer, good whiskey, the usual. Tui - $5NZ, Murphy’s Red - $6NZ, Jameson/Ice - $6.50NZ.
Cuba Street is like no U.S. city I’ve been in. Canada comes a bit close with Montreal, but there’s much more diversity here, and a lot less neon-colored short-shorts covering pasty, hairy thighs squeezed into rollerblades.
Come visit if you can! Just be careful of falling into the Wellington's decadent trap. Money money money! I spent $43NZ today, so I can’t spend a dime for a few days. Couchsurfing and hitchhiking make doing this easy. Care, you’re gonna love this city! It’s fucking great!
Cuba Street is where I’ve spent most of my time in Wellington-street performers, trendy cafes, bars, and loads of cheap ethnic food ‘fetch’ all kinds of people. It’s a great atmosphere for relaxing after a week of traveling. The cappuccino is fantastic [check out Fidel’s (with its Cuban theme, complete with camo netting and a heated back porch for windy days) or the Midnight Espresso. Both places sell cappuccino for $3NZ].
Other drugs are easier to come by: party pills are sold on every block of Cuba Street and elsewhere. It’s legal speed, marketed with names like “Cosmic Bliss,” “The Grunter,” “Pure X-T-C,” and “Kandy.” A pamphlet reminds users: “By protecting yourself you’re protecting the future of party pills. Your self responsibility gives everyone choice and freedom.” They all contain BZP, which is Schedule 1 in the U.S.A., like heroin or marijuana.
Speaking of…
Grass, as my good friend Ethan has taken to call it, is easy to come by. I’ve had two sale offers. Here’s a tip if you don’t feel like paying: find dreadlocks, chat up. Megan knows how to do this. I know others do as well. Cough-Costa-Cough-Rica... Walking along the street tonight, looking for a place with a crowd that didn’t suck, I started talking to some people on the street. After talking for a bit, these three home made clothing-wearing, ‘locked hippies had me coming to their apartment for some knives/spotting (look it up on the Internet, it’ll tell all! Especially urbandictionary.com).
After that it was about 11 p.m., so I decided to check out some more of Wellington’s nightlife. I found little on a Thursday night. I went to a pool hall, but everyone was teamed up with other people and not willing to play with me. I don’t blame them, by this point I had sampled three different Chardonnays, had two Tuis, a Blue Lagoon (Vodka, Curacao, lemonade, lemon garnish), a handle (big glass) of something-or-other, and (can’t forget!) the Export Gold at the end. To continue! Also on Cuba Street is Murphy’s, a nicely built Irish pub-good beer, good whiskey, the usual. Tui - $5NZ, Murphy’s Red - $6NZ, Jameson/Ice - $6.50NZ.
Cuba Street is like no U.S. city I’ve been in. Canada comes a bit close with Montreal, but there’s much more diversity here, and a lot less neon-colored short-shorts covering pasty, hairy thighs squeezed into rollerblades.
Come visit if you can! Just be careful of falling into the Wellington's decadent trap. Money money money! I spent $43NZ today, so I can’t spend a dime for a few days. Couchsurfing and hitchhiking make doing this easy. Care, you’re gonna love this city! It’s fucking great!
posted by Sean at 06:13
4 Comments:
you are so ridiculous. i'm surprised you don't also give a detailed account of every time you take a shit. no seriously though, great to hear you're having fun.
PS- i love tui. so very much. have a few for me
oh wow, this is embarassing.
I have to say the coffee here is also amazing and I just found out that a pack of cigarettes is also $1. Bad news. That drug scene is fucking crazy, "maje". Nothing like that here, but I havent been to the surfer/tourist beaches yet.
Also, there is a lot of talk of poop on this blog. Shitty.
hahahahahaha megan, well said.
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