This new­bie mem­ber of the Welling­ton­ista was beat­en to punch when it came to report­ing on the glad-wrap­ping record attempt at the Mighty Mighty. How­ev­er I thought I would add my two cents worth about the night and the over­all friend­li­ness of the Mighty Mighty for the female solo trav­el­er.

First off, why was I head­ing into the night to be mum­mi­fied in the first place? Well some­times you have the kind of week where you wish that some­one would ren­der you most­ly immo­bile by glad-wrap­ping your arms to the side of your body. While this does present tech­ni­cal dif­fi­cul­ties when it comes to drink­ing beer, it does keep your hands off the key­board for awhile! The expe­ri­ence remind­ed me some­what of Tokyo morn­ing rush hour trains, the term “sushi zume” packed like sushi seemed pret­ty apt as the final cir­cu­lar wrap was made around 41(?) peo­ple. The chances of being groped were about the same (you might be sur­prised how cre­ative some peo­ple can be even with their hands firm­ly wrapped to them­selves) but there were few­er suits and more hip­pies and smiles on this love train. Oh and free jager­meis­ter.

This lit­tle piece of mid-week absur­di­ty was bought to us in asso­ci­a­tion with the spec­tac­u­lar Welly-based arts mag­a­zine White Fun­gus who, as it hap­pens, pub­lished a great arti­cle about Rua Kenana just before all this shizzy kicked off in the Ure­w­eras. How pre­scient indeed, you should check it out. While this event is now over and and all you can do is look long­ing­ly at the pho­tos of this plas­tic love in, there will be a fol­low up event. Appar­ent­ly, after­wards the cling film is being melt­ed into a stat­ue of Roy Orbi­son to com­mem­o­rate the event. Some­thing to look for­ward to. Any the how, I do rate the Mighty Mighty as an insti­tu­tion. You can get Sassy Red on tap, the music is con­sis­tent­ly good, and it is nice and dark with lots of apple green and vel­vety red. As a new­com­er to Welling­ton I espe­cial­ly like it. Rea­son being that even if I have lost who I came with (or am the last woman stand­ing) the good peo­ple of Welling­ton can be relied upon to extend the hand of friend­ship. So far all that has been nec­es­sary is a bag of lol­lies and a cam­era. May I rec­om­mend some spots? First­ly, if you are not a smok­er maybe you should start. The out­door smok­ing area at Mighty Mighty is unof­fi­cial­ly the friend­liest place in Welling­ton. I per­son­al­ly met the most out­stand­ing man in Welling­ton there. I can vouch for it.

Sec­ond­ly if you are not a woman, bum­mer for you because Mighty Mighty has the friend­liest, least bitchy toi­let ever. Even all the graf­fi­ti is loved up. Pos­si­bly some of the women of Welling­ton are too unguard­ed in the bath­rooms because some of them allowed me to take their por­traits in the bath­room, in the ear­ly hours.…(if this is you and in the cold light of day do not remem­ber agree­ing to let me put this on the net, con­tact me and I will take it down quick smart like).