Wellington’s famous wind has been blowing madly all night – according to the Met Service it’s currently gusting up to 98 km/h, and I reckon that’s died down a bit from what it was doing earlier. My room is on the top floor of the hostel, so as well as the whistling of the wind round the building, I was getting constantly woken up by the rattling of the metal roof. So a wee bit tired this morning.
Should be interesting walking around town. This is when I find out the value of those weird shelters on the street corners that are supposed to stop you getting blown off the footpath into the traffic.