New Gym Experience

So Perin and I have been busy looking at apartments to let. We've exhausted all of our possibilities within three blocks of the hotel and now have to venture further out. That's unfortunate because it's raining today.

During our brunch yesterday at "the best" pub in all of Wellington - The Black Harp - we asked our waitress about letting an apartment and she said that between November and February is the best time of year to get a place. That was pretty good information because there aren't too many places to look at. The Black Harp is apparently the best because it's an Irish pub and they serve Guinness. We'll have to check some more places out to verify its "bestness."

We are staying in a corporate apartment - like a hotel room with a kitchenette and washing machine. It's pretty nice and we get a newspaper every morning and a free gym membership while we're here.

I went to the gym yesterday and it was satisfactory. It's literally across the street from us which is nice and yesterday it was empty. I went again this morning and had an experience I've never had before. In the locker room there are irons and ironing tables. That's right: plural. And there there were: two naked guys ironing their shirts and talking to each other.