Mighty Good Times

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.