Coming to New Zealand has been such a fun experience, and it’s been great to see so many things that I remember from when we were last here. I have enjoyed seeing all the similarities and differences from what I remember – so I decided to write them down into a blog post – enjoy Part 3 of the series – a special, Meadowbank Memories edition!
The ‘Duck Bridge’
I have good memories of crossing this bridge on our 10 minute daily walk to school. The wooden bridge was fairly narrow, it could probably fit 2-3 people side-by-side, and was about 30m long; but what made it very interesting was that 1. It was over a tidal marsh – water at high-tide, marsh at low; and 2. When we were crossing over it as a marsh, a group Puekekos (a beautiful, large, blue-feathered and red-legged marsh bird) would also be searching for food. On days when we had a little spare time we would often stand quietly looking down to watch them feeding, and for old-times-sake we did it again on our visit – they may never have been in a ponga tree (Kiwi 12 days of Christmas – Warning: Auto-play Music) but it was always lovely to see them – when the gate of the basin allowed the tide to go down, which is done less often now. We had to go elsewhere to see our Puekekos, which, of course, were still not in a Ponga tree – they are wading birds that aren’t excellent fliers after all!
I remember many, many Saturday nights spent eating chicken drumsticks from a local shop in Meadowbank – nowadays I’m not really into takeaways, however, chicken drumsticks is probably something I could never get tired of! I remembered the corner just opposite the church we went to, it was quite distinctive and it helped us track it down, it was a lovely experience re-living our old family tradition one more time.
Meadowbank Train Station
I remember the fun Megan and I had, running down the central platform, or the grassy bank at the side – waving frantically to the nice train drivers who almost always smiled and waved back, to us as they pulled out from the station. The station had two lines which split around the central platform, there was no point having two platforms as there would need to be two bridges, plus the station was only accessible from the one side. I remember going on the train into Auckland city, and the fun and excitement the train held for me and Megan in those days – usually the train meant an evening out, a trip up the Sky Tower, or a tour of the city, but it was always fun seeing how Auckland’s City transport worked.
[This is my last memories post – but hang on! Expect a Part 4 from someone else, who is it – nobody knows…]