Auckland vs. Wellington

A dif­fer­ent long week­end away pro­vides anoth­er oppor­tu­ni­ty to reex­am­ine the age-old bat­tle. After our first chap­ter, Secret Agent Robyn came down from Auck­land to check out our city. This is her report…

Get­ting there: The air­port bus runs past my place every 20 min­utes. I wait­ed for 30 min­utes, but there was no sign of the bus. I start­ed to pan­ic and called a taxi. $50 lat­er I was at the air­port, but too late for check-in. Oh no! But fate smiled upon me — due to ‘weath­er’ in Welling­ton, the plane was late, so they could check me in after all. In Welling­ton, the taxi to my hotel was cheap, but slow in a way that proves the bypass was a dumb idea. Welling­ton wins this one for delay­ing my flight.

Wellington vs. Auckland

A long week­end away pro­vides the per­fect oppor­tu­ni­ty to re-exam­ine the age-old bat­tle. In our first chap­ter, our agent goes to Auck­land. In our next chap­ter, an ene­my agent will come here…

Air­port access: Get­ting to Welling­ton Air­port, from Thorn­don via a quick stop in Hataitai to pick up my suit­case took less than half an hour, and the only cost was some grov­el­ling to my moth­er. Get­ting to the CBD of Auck­land via a shut­tle took an hour and cost $26 — that’s 15 min­utes longer than the actu­al flight, and only $13 less than the tick­et. Welling­ton 1, Auck­land 0.

Air­ports: Welling­ton air­port has only one ter­mi­nal, which is bliss­ful­ly fast food chain-free and it’s a sexy big space. You can get Fuel cof­fee, and Wish­bone food (which caters to a wide range of dietary require­ments) but it’s loud and bust­ly, and the stools they have at coun­ters are shiny met­al and you slip off them. Mean­while, Auck­land Air­port may have Burg­er King and Mac­Don­alds, but they also have a juice bar with those posh award-win­ning recov­er­able design style chairs. A tie.

Wellington JAFA?

jaffasThe Gen­er­a­tion XY crowd are hav­ing a com­pe­ti­tion to find an equiv­a­lent for the phrase used to describe a cer­tain type of Auck­lan­der: the JAFA.

It took about 35 or so com­ments before some­one final­ly con­jured up some­thing for the JAFA’s age-old ally in movie-the­atre tooth-decay­ing crime: SNIFTA (Suit­ed Nom­i­nal Intel­lec­tu­al Fund­ing Ter­ri­ble Arts Sniv­el­ling Nerds In Flash Ter­race Apart­ments).

But my per­son­al favourite is…

AGENDA

Anoth­er Gov­ern­ment Employ­ee Not Doing Any­thing.

Which nat­u­ral­ly leads to the ‘Hid­den Agen­da’ which are the New Govt Employ­ees that are arti­fi­cial­ly hold­ing the unem­ploy­ment rate down.

Bril­liant. Add your own sug­ges­tions to the Gen XY com­ments thread over here.

Miserable Jafas?

Today’s Domin­ion Post car­ries an insuf­fer­ably smug arti­cle head­lined “The lone­ly mis­ery of liv­ing in Auck­land”. Like all good jour­nal­ism these days, this sto­ry is based almost entire­ly upon Google: in this case, the news that a Google Trends search for the word “mis­ery” shows that Auck­lan­ders search Google for this word more often than […]