Another amazingly sunny day dawned on Saturday. We headed off about lunchtime to drive south to Wellington to spend one last weekend with C. Stopped in town to pick up H’s boyfriend, L.
We wandered through town along to Cuba Mall. L showed us a place where they sold roti chanai in a place called Left bank where I’d never been before. The roti was nice, if a little thick and sweet (or was it the soupy chicken that was sweet?).
After eating we went for a wander along the waterfront. Wellington looks amazing on a nice day (and is the pits when the weather is cold, wet and windy).
In the evening we walked to a Korean restaurant for dinner.
The next day we headed up the valley to Stokes Valley to a buddhist monastery, Bodhinyanarama, at the suggestion of C’s boyfriend, W. It was another glorious day. The ‘monastery’ was at the end of a long road heading up into the hills. There was no-one around and W led us up the gravel path to some steps. We followed the path until we came to the bright, white stuka (photo here), with a wonderful view (which the photo below doesn’t do justice to).
We spotted a path leading up and followed it. It kept going and it was hard work for unfit me. The guys were striding along with their long legs and the girls were keeping up but I wanted to go more slowly to appreciate the bush around me and the peace and quiet. Eventually it leveled out and started going down. The path followed a trickling stream back to the gravelly area. We then headed into the ‘monastery’ itself. A large bell was ahead of us and a swept gravelly area, with a statue and votive offerings. We went up some steps to a building and came to an empty concrete space surrounded by a deck. After taking off some shoes, following W (who had made a prayer at the stuka), we entered a prayer room with statues on one side and windows looking out onto the bush. It was completely and utterly silent, but it was a very peaceful silence. The atmosphere was amazing. I could have sat and meditated right there and then. The deck surrounding the building was spotlessly clean – everything was. There were some free books just outside the room and I looked at some and took an introductory volume on meditation, vowing to get back into it. I put a donation in the box, wrote a note on the visitor’s book and followed the others out. At the back of a building was another path leading off into the bush. It was just so serene.
We headed back to central Wellington. We had been invited to dinner by the girls’ cousin. I was quite annoyed because the initial invitation was for Saturday lunch, which turned into Sunday lunch but then was postponed to dinner. I was annoyed because it would mean that I couldn’t leave to drive back home until late at night. However, having just visited a place of peace, I let it go.
There were quite a few people at the cousin’s place. They were cooking a barbecue. We had had a late lunch so I wasn’t particularly hungry. However, caught up with them all after over a year of not having seen them. It was getting late so we had to leave. I gave C a hug – it would be months before I’d see her again and it would mean travelling to Melbourne (I’ll have to save leave and money). I didn’t get emotional, thankfully. We’d stay in touch online anyway.
We got away at 9.15 which meant it was 11.15pm by the time we got home, and midnight before I fell asleep.
I was very tired today but went for another wander at lunch time. I was rewarded with a fantail landing just near my feet (about a foot away) as if to say hello and cheer me, then it flew up to a nearby branch and sang.
It was delightful. (I had the camera setting on a high ISO so the resulting photo is rather grainy.)
Loving this warm, sunny weather this month. It’s been really wonderful after such a crappy summer.