Michelle, our car mechanic

We’d decided to drive to Napier on Tuesday. But first we had to have our tyres checked after the pothole incident. We did this before heading over the highroad-over-the-mountains-where-nobody-lives. Really not the best place to be stranded with tyre issues.

When we arrived at Firestone we were helped by Michelle. A strong no-nonsense, covered in grease car- mechanic. Wheels were removed as it the were feathers. She then got a large steel sledge hammer about one-and-a-half meter tall and a head which weighed a few kilos. Without much ado she forced the wheels back into a round shape and balanced on the machine.  While admiring this mechanic doing her job we noticed something. As strong and no-nonsens as she was, she was wearing nailpolish, chipped and all. Ten minutes later our wheel was forced into submission and back under the car. Michelle did not want any money for her work. She felt her job had bee good enough, but not perfect, hence no cost. A great service and well as something to remember.

So off we went Napier way. Napier is relatively new for me. I had ever only driven through when I was on my way to a job interview in Waipakurau in 1998.  So this was new territory for me too. The road to Napier is a high road over the mountains. The views on the road are spectacular. Once you pass the highest point and you can see a glimpse of the ocean. When you drive on you don’t see it for another hour or so.

In Napier we found a motel, an apartment motel. Meaning we have a nice large room a bathroom and a kitchenette. The kitchenette has a two pit cooking plate, a fridge, cutlery etc. Enough to cook a simple meal as eating out does become boring after some time (what salmon again?)

The rest of the day was spent looking around the town. Napiers’ downtown is completely built in Art Deco. This is the result of the rebuilt after the 1931 Earthquake It is a bit weird walking through that town. It is as if you are walking through an old Hollywood movie, a bit of a time warp. The colour scheme is soft pastel type, which is friendly and candy sweet but also creates a bit of distance.  It is beautiful but not inviting , at least that is what we think.When walking through town we did some shopping and SO made us spaghetti, which we ate on our little balcony.

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About Gilraen

My blog is simply about my life. I moved countries for the first time in 1993. I lived in the Netherlands, UK and NZ. The initial idea was to keep my overseas friends up-to-date with what was going on in my life. The blog, like me, is always changing and evolving.
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