Entry 036 - A Windy Adventure

Dear blog,

You can't imagine right now how cold it is in Wellington. Arriving at Auckland International Airport, it was lightly cold with chill breeze. You can refer the coldness as what you have in Malaysia when you switch on your air-cond unit with its lowest temperature and the medium speed of the ceiling fan altogether. But when it's in Wellington, Malaysia's air-cond unit, won't be able to match its chillness here. Lower than 16 Celsius degrees, and windier than highest speed of the fan, it's leg trembling experience. I included also below the photos that I managed to snap (but count me out, I'm the photographer).

MAS airplane's seat


Acab's face close up


Ajib with his new DSLR


Auckland's airport. City of Sails. Can't get a picture of the "sails". Sigh.


Kam with her happy face while staring outside of the shuttle.


Abol. The person who carries the smallest hand luggage.


Acab, with his newly-messed hair.


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Auckland's Control Tower


Ajib and me. I'm sweating, am I?


Shukri, Che Nad, Ain and Fatin. While waiting for departure to Wellington.


The aeroplane's wing. While cruising on the blue sky.


I don't know which part is this, but it's damn high. Want to do sky jump later.


The peaks of the mountains created awesome scenery.


Can you see the ocean? The beach? Sweet.


Another splendid scenery right?


Cohort 4's Zul. He's the photographer of the day from the senior's line. Check his hair.


Willis Street. Just in front of our apartment. McKenzie House.


Seems like he's in Shibuya in Tokyo.


Shukri, Acab, Abol and Irrina. On the way to Cinta Malaysia Kitchen (can't get the spelling right yet).


Cuba Street. Lively place and has a lot of international restaurants.


Chouji, the Cohort 4's leader is smiling while watching us in confusion of picking up our native foods. Seems easy? Check the price.


Fried Noodle. Che Nad's meal is the first to arrive.


Heavenly Fried Rice. Unedited. Cool?


That's my meal. Steamed Chicken Rice. And it beats Malaysian's chicken rice. Trust me.


Me, Robot, and Ajib. We're housemates. Geam is not arriving yet from Auckland. Poor him.


FTO owned by one of our senior. Make it easier to hike the hill.

Okay, that's all of the photos that I have for now. It will always be a new adventure for me. Plus, it's cold. And yeah, New Zealanders are really decent and sweet. They will say "Cheers", "Sweet", and stuffs you might found weird. But it's their way to say hello and good. Till then, I'll fight over the chilly night and stay alive for tomorrow. Goodbye all.