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Life After Abel Tasman


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Must be the headache from the paddle-wonk that did it, but Marge was in shopping mode on Sunday. We had a lazy morning in the suite, sending emails, checking emails, checking other stuff, etc., before scrambling to get checked out and on our way. Marge flew back to New Plymouth in the afternoon, and I headed to no-man's land deep in the bowels of the Marlborough Sounds, which I'll describe in a seperate blog, but before we headed out of Dodge, or in this case, Nelson . . . we shopped!

Now, you need to understand that Margaret has been in Kiwi land since January, and in the metropolis of New Plymouth for ALL of it. The most fashion forward item in the stores in New Plymouth is Uggs! :) Every respectiable Kiwi female in New Plymouth owns about 40 pair of leggings in all different colors and textures and wears them with everything. Skirts, shorts, pants . . . dresses, you name it. They wear 'em - all the time and with just about everything you can think of. Very attractive. There is also a tendency for all dresses, tunics and shirts to have a kerchief hem. Seriously. So, needless to say she's a little shopping deprived. When we landed in Wellington, we both sort of drooled over some of the window displays in those fine shops, but all of those stores were closed - it was 8:01!

So, off to Nelson we go, which is a really small little town at the edge of Abel Tasman and in the bowl part of the Marlborough Sounds. What Nelson has going for it, though, is that it is the wine and craft hub of the south island, so there is alot of style and fashion in this little hollow. Great shoes! :) And Marge had fun going in and out of what shops were open on Mother's Day. She got a few things to make her feel pretty and keep her warm as winter approaches, and we got to bond female style. We had a lovely lunch in one of the outdoor cafes and I got a great dress that I would never find in the states. Sunday was a good day. Well, let me rephrase. Sunday was a great day for my closet and Marges - lousy day for our respective wallets.

We had to cut it short, though, as I needed to get to farm country before dark and it was those mountains I had to navigate. Again. Ugh. In the rain, cause it was a comin. So, I took Marge back to the airport, a whole lot heavier now with her new purchases, and headed off to no-man's land in the middle of "up, up . . . up." That description deserves it's own blog, so I'll save it for the next effort.

Posted by FD Shepherd 00:52 Archived in New Zealand Tagged art shopping wine nelson

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