Friday, February 21
Wellington is the southernmost capital city in the world. It is a hilly city, with a population of 424,000 people. It is nicknamed "The Windy City" or "Wellywood".
We started the day bright and early with a tour of the Wellington Weta Workshop. If this sounds familiar, it's because we also went to the Weta in Auckland. Only at this one, pictures are not allowed ๐in some areas. We suspect that is because there are artists working on real movie props here. Also, we were told that they don't own everything so there are copyright laws. Does this troll look familiar?
We found out that "Weta" is actually a type of cricket here in NZ. The founders were looking for the scariest creature they could find since they specialized in horror.
The Weta in Auckland focused on sets and props and special effects. It's more of a tourist attraction. The Wellington Weta is more behind-the-scenes. This was a 1.5 hr guided tour. We saw costumes and makeup for different films, a lot of Lord of the Rings, including Sauron's costume. We did get to try some of the swords and helmets.
Here is a short video of Frankie using a remote control to make this monster's face move:
We were given a tinfoil demo, she has made 10 foot high sculptures out of tin foil. Then she covers the foil in clay.
The tour ended at the Weta Cave, which is a shop of course! But a very cool shop, more like a mini museum. Here you can purchase your photos, or download the cheesy one for free.
After our tour, we met up with Jonathan. Jonny is our much-loved godson, and our excuse for visiting New Zealand in the first place (even if we are only spending a few days with him LOL). Jonathan is finishing his masters degree in drama here in Wellington. Watching him act is a treat!
We hung out at his "flat" or apartment and dried the clothes that didn't quite dry properly last night. We walked and found a pizza place for lunch and people watched. After lunch he took us mini-golfing. Anton got a kick out of the self-serve:
It was the most unique mini-golf course we have ever been to. It was like mini-golfing through a scrap yard.
We had great fun until it started to pitter patter a bit. No worries. Until that one big roar of thunder and we decided to finish our 18th hole in a hurry and get out from all that metal! We sheltered under a roof for awhile as it poured.
Once it let up, we drove back to his flat and hung out. Jonathan actually made us a home-cooked meal which was really great.
After supper we clambered up to a lookout that overlooked all of the city for some nice views.
We said good night to him around 7 pm and drove back to our hotel. It took a 50 point turn to back into the last available parking spot. There are only a dozen spots or so and it's very cramped. But we are lucky to have one reserved. Ours is the middle car.