I just had coffee with Catherine down in West end, and was reminded by the myriad interesting people who wandered past our table how similar Boundary road is to Cuba st in Wellington, and generally how cool it is because of it’s unconventional mannerisms and contradictions.
There were the happy dressed up semi-drunks spilling out of the cocktail bars, and the shabbily theme-dressed student types obviously off to a party, and the guys in dreadlocks all sitting at a cafe smoking and playing backgammon, and the homeless guy walking down the street engaged in vibrant conversation with a friend, and the two guys wandering surrepticiously hand in hand, and I could go on and on…
Anyway, I always love it. It’s the kind of vibrancy and diversity which keeps society intersting, and worth talking to, or at least about.