Named after a boot, Wellington also gets a lot of bad jokes about its wind problem too, but don't let that put you off. It may be smaller than Auckland, but it has so much more to offer.
With the opening of the long-awaited Te Papa, the national museum of New Zealand, the waterfront is alive again. The Courtenay Place neighborhood has one of the best bar, cafe, and restaurant scenes in the country, and some say there are enough restaurants per capita to rival New York City.
My rented car was useful for exploring hillier areas beyond the city centre. At the southern end of town, above Oriental Bay, a climb up Mount Victoria lookout gave a spectacular 360-degree view of the city, the harbour and - on a very clear day, apparently - the South Island.
Thorndon to the north is the oldest suburb, with picturesque streets of wooden houses, antique shops, cafes, pubs, the timber-vaulted Old St Paul's Cathedral and the writer Katherine Mansfield's childhood home.
From there, I kept driving around the harbour for 20 minutes to Eastbourne, a seaside village with a lively main street and all-day dining at Brasserie 16. The drive had a pleasing innocence, along a winding waterfront with sharply rising hills and wooden beach houses where elderly residents still live amid the wealthy weekenders. I finished the day with dinner back in the city at Pravda, an elegant room whose red leather banquettes, chandeliers, and Soviet signage belie a casual atmosphere and simple food with interesting wines from around Martinborough and Hawkes Bay.
The architecture of Wellington has been compared to San Francisco, the harbour to Seattle, and the surrounding hillsides to Tasmania, but this vista is neither American nor Australian. Wellington has one of the most individual and distinctive cityscapes. It is also a powerful city, housing NZ's government in a controversial building nicknamed the Beehive.
Quick Tips:
Pluck runs like a seam through Wellingtonians. Their city sits on one of the most twitchy faultlines in the world. To my horror, on a visit to Te Papa's Awesome Forces exhibition, I discovered that, in the three days I had been in town, there had been half a dozen small quakes, including one measuring a respectable 4.4 on the Richter scale. Yet, rather than panicking every time the ground shakes, the fearless locals count the tremor-ripples in their goblets of local Pinot Noir and order another.
Best Way To Get Around:
Everything is so compact that walking would probably be the best way to get around. Taxis are also very reasonable--well, compared to London prices.