Return of The King

Well, all the stress of the last year, all of the money spent and all of the hours spent bored on the plane, and i'm here! back to the windy city of culture known as wellington.
The first week seemed to fly past in a daze of jet lagged caused zombieism, although going back to work on my second day here proved to be slightly stupid as i was effectivly useless and got too drunk way to easily at the work party after (thats a long story).
Well thanks to :
















and the magnificence that is Crickounge (Guy unfortunatly proved to be too well adjusted to the wintery conditions):

I'm now back to normal(although constantly cold).
There was also some irony to my return, 7 days later and its the turn of Rebecca to leave, a farewell party and several beers later and i was not feeling too keen to walk across town the next morning to go steal some of her stuff (heater etc) though i did take my camera for the obligratory top of the cable car pics.

Anyway farewell Rebecca see you when you return.
Another night out followed with new housemates James and Amy as I revisited 2 old freinds the Brewery and The Bledisloe Cup.
Finally back to the joyful tedium of an 8-5 job, well heres wishng everyone overseas a speights on me