Wellington, on a sunny day...

They reckon there's nothing quite like Wellington on a sunny day, and when you are towing a caravan through traffic around Oriental Parade at lunch time on a splendid Saturday afternoon, you'd have to agree.
Needless to say, DH was less enamored with the idea, so instead, we used the maps function to guide us out of purgatory and up through the winding narrow streets of Welles to locate the new ho.e of a lovely Playcentre family who have recently moved down here.
What a great afternoon!  The kids entertained themselves with a sprinkler and a tramp, some lego and a movie and the mums entertained ourselves with wine!
We headed towards Titahi Bay for a freedom camping spot we found earlier in the day (though I strongly suspect it was just actually Porirua rather than Titahi Bay... )
Don't be fooled by the image below of a peaceful and calm scene, this was to be shattered...  We were rudely awoken at 1.40am by drunken youths walking by, at 2.30am by a suspected drug deal going down between three cars that turned up and again at 6am with a domestic incident.  (Not ours!)
PB slept through it all, though his mum slept in trackie pants in case an escape was called for... (or in case I had to build rapport with baddies,  that sort of thing...)
Lesson:  Don't freedom camp in Porirua, despite how easy it is to get to the ferry!