Showing posts with label Skytower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Skytower. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

An Easter in Auckland

Our first Easter in Auckland was certainly different to those we’ve experienced back home.
For a start, there were no lunches, dinners or catch-ups with family (well apart from our own little family). But there were loads of phone calls and emails, which helped to make up for that.
We decided not to book a break out of town, mainly because we’d been warned that everyone in Auckland would have the same idea, and the traffic would be horrendous. (After being trapped in a traffic jam last Thursday, as thousands of Aucklanders tried to leave the city, I was pleased we’d taken our friends’ advice!)
Instead, we booked a stay at SKYCITY, the Skytower hotel. Our kids are obsessed with the Skytower, so we knew they would love it. We got a great deal, and the bonus was that it was just up the road. So we got a holiday without the trauma of a long drive with antsy kids. They didn’t even get the chance to ask: Are we there yet?
The quick and easy trip meant more time for swimming, movies, and eating and drinking far too much. Also, the novelty of staying in a hotel again, complete with the attractions of room service and Sky television, was certainly a hit!
We were a bit mean and didn’t tell the kids our plans. Instead, we packed a bag in secret, and then told them to grab their teddies because we were going for a long drive. (They hate long drives!)
Imagine their surprise when we turned into the Skytower, just up the road, and stopped the car. They hadn’t even twigged there was a hotel there! H. almost wet herself with excitement when she found out we were staying there!
To be honest, the hotel itself wasn’t posh (there’s another called SKYCITY Grand, which is meant to be more luxurious), but we enjoyed a break from routine, and staying somewhere different took our minds off being away from home.
A bonus was being able to watch people leap off the tower as we relaxed by the outdoor heated pool – okay that’s a lie, the kids relaxed and made instant friends, while I shivered on the deck watching them. They also loved watching orange-clad people walk along the glass edge of the Skytower above us, like so many spiders.
Back home, there has been computer time, DVD time, and a whole lot of cooking. Not to mention chocolate consumption for the kids.
Easter Tuesday meant back to work, which is always tricky when you have kids home on school holidays. I’m lucky that I have a few days organised for them with vacation care, which is where they are today.
The holiday programs are great over here. The kids get to do fun things like ride the ferry, climb mountains, explore caves, visit attractions like underwater world and the zoo, go ice-skating, disco bowling and more.
They love it, and it gives me a chance to get my work done without constant cries of:

“I’m bored”
“Can I play on your computer?”
“Muuuum, C. hurt me/changed the channel/is being mean to me!” (And vice versa).
“It’s not fair you get to play on your computer!” (Yes, that’s what I’m doing. Playing.)
“I’m hungry/thirsty.”
“Can we go to the park/pool/movies?”
“When are you going to be finished?"

Praying for a fluffie and a muffin ...oh look, it worked!

Footy fans!


The buffet breakfast - all you could eat, and C. didn't stop until he was stuffed!

Street art and a safety message. It's to warn pedestrians not to step out into traffic without looking. Believe it or not they do it all the time! In Auckland, 70 per cent of pedestrian accidents are due to this.

Hanging out at the hotel

C. loved watching Sky television from the comfort of his bed

So did H.

My water baby!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Pics from our week

H. got a makeover from some older girls in our complex who have befriended her.


The Skytower is pink for Breast Cancer Awareness month.


C. meets New Zealand's "premier balloon artist" at the Alexandra Park indoor markets, Auckland.
Hat's off to the balloon artist!


H. chose a puppy, and is pretty chuffed at being pushed around in a buggy. We had to buy Her Highness a secondhand stroller, because she insists on being 'luppied everywhere. After I overbalanced hoisting her up and fell over in the middle of Queen Street - and that would be the one day I was wearing a dress - Husband insisted we get her one before I break something (or get arrested for lewd behaviour)! Yes, she is a strapping five-year-old, but at least my back feels better and I don't risk showing all of Auckland my knickers anymore. Well not as easily anyway!

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Schools and the Skytower

I'm flying...



We finally found a school for the kids today.
With a view of the Sky Tower, and resident pidgeons instead of the crows and magpies we are used to in Oz, the kids don't wear uniforms and call the teachers by their first names.
Staff seem friendly and happy, which is always a good sign. And imagine our surprise when S, the principal, says the kids can start tomorrow!
I don’t think the kids are too impressed, but I think it’s a good idea. (And not just because I fancy some quiet time!) Little Man has been complaining he’s ready to go back to school, and it will give me some sanity time to do things like arranging phone, insurance etc without kids fighting in the background and/or raiding the lolly/biscuit supply. They’ll have two weeks before a two-week holiday, so it should give them time to settle in and get used to the idea – and for the teachers to gauge whether they are in the right classes.
Enjoying the view - and the ice-blocks

The Princess will be in Grade 1 here, instead of Prep, and Little Man will be in Grade 3 instead of 2 – so I hope they manage okay.
Afterwards, because it’s the last day of ‘freedom’ so to speak, I asked the kids what they wanted to do, and they were unanimous: Skytower!
We parked at our apartment and walked to the tower, and spent several happy hours there. It’s pretty cool, and I had no need to worry they would be scared of the glass-doored and floored lift, or heights. They both took delight on splaying themselves across the glass floors while I felt queasy.
Our townhouse complex from the Skytower
I calmed the nerves with a medicinal glass of wine while the kids slurped on ice-blocks, and we watched several more hardy souls plummet to the ground off the tower. Little Man immediately wanted to have a turn, but I explained he would
have to grow and age before he’d be able to do it himself!

Fire and ice ...

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