The familiar drive to Palmerston North was not to be. At the north end of Shannon there were Police cars and a diversion was in place!
I later read there had been a serious accident and I am grateful for multiple routes to Palmerston North, in many places in New Zealand there isn’t always a choice. I asked the guy who was directing the traffic where I was going: “Turn right past the dams” was his response. I’m familiar with this road and was not familiar with any dams. I followed the road for some distance with a huge line of traffic behind me, past the sewage ponds, over the Manawatu River and over the flood gates, maybe this was what he meant by dams.
Sometime later there was another road to the right so I turned, followed by an ever increasing line of traffic. They all turned too and it’s quite a responsibility being the lead vehicle. This was going to be a success or a dismal failure! It was a minor farming road (complete with tractors and harvesters) that eventually joined another road I knew, so I had made the correct choice to turn 🙂
I had some gift vouchers to spend, went to the supermarket and bought lots of expensive tasty treats I wouldn’t usually buy then to The Warehouse to buy a new radio and a couple of DVDs with the other voucher. I rarely watch TV but find talkback radio at night, especially, amusing!
I received an enthusiastic welcome Raewyn, one of the managers at the Palmerston North Holiday Park, she is a lovely lady, and settled in for a lazy day reading and people watching. It was quite warm, 26C, no wind or clouds, and I was reminded I needed a stronger fan but it was bearable. I pulled out the awning, opened the back door and had a nice through breeze.
I also had a duck welcoming committee. There are still some ducklings, I was content. Later on in the day I had the need to oversee some ducklings who were being chased and taunted by a horrible child, the look on his face was malicious. I understand the draw of chasing ducks for small children but this one was about 10. Later on I saw him with some other children at the play area and, yep, he was a bully. I didn’t feel too sad when he was running up the slide, blocking the smaller kids and fell over and hurt himself. He was also a sooky!
I did absolutely nothing, read, ate, listened to the radio and relaxed, although it was necessary to visit the cafe in the Botanical Gardens, next door for a treat. I also went for a river walk on the only night there was no sunset. Typical!
Not the usual me but it felt good.I’m no spring chicken and sometimes feel my age!! And that’s OK.
One thing that has intrigued since I was a child was the “rocket” just outside Palmerston North which I had gone past hundreds of times and was a landmark for me and my children. I believed that it was something to do with boy scouts, that was my childhood memory. My memory was entirely false, not even close 🙂
The Tiakitahuna Rocket was placed on the corner of SH56 by locals wanting to mark the locality after the the Foxton Branch railway was closed.The original rocket was made of 44 gallon oil drums welded end to end. The rocket was rebuilt about the 1980’s with the assistance of a local brewery and painted bright red. In 2014 it had a makeover to commemorate the 150-year anniversary. It was also”earthquake strengthened”. 🙂
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