is the National Museum of New Zealand. As should be obvious, it is located in Wellington. It was one of the major things I wanted to do the last time I was here, but ran out of time and wound up spending those last few minutes in the Wellington Museum instead.
We wandered over as a group
There are six floors covering a range from art and photos (floors 5 & 6) through New Zealand history, a significant amount of geology to the modern day and environmental concerns.
I elected not to be one of the 730,000+ and didn’t go to the WWI exhibit. I am about warred out.
The most interesting portion was the
created in 1998 of “custom wood” which was then carved by multiple carvers on the designers plan. Inclusive rather than exclusive – history, myth and story are all included.
George and I wandered around for much of the rest of the day before joining the group for a farewell dinner. I’m off at something obscene like 0400 in the morning. He flies back to the states. We made it through the discussion twice before he believed me on the “arriving before you depart” time line. Hello? International Dateline and your flight is less than 24 hours…
Time zone math gives me vertigo sometimes