85 Moxham Avenue was the location for our incredible good-bye/housewarming/beer pong/All White’s soccer game party! It was unreal. The Wellingtonian guys went over-the-top with planning this party, making posters, name-tags (and nicknames for us all), buying food (total man-grub with all the sausage rolls, wieners, chips, & meat pies), and educating us on the best beer & wine choices while in New Zealand. And to top it all off, they all showed up in their best fashion- dress coats, shoes, and even a few ties were busted out! We were completely impressed, and not to be outdone, our plan of Canadian style jeans & T’s quickly turned into an emergency change of wardrobe. I think we pulled it off quite well, which is convenient when you can get ready at the same place the party’s at. We were staying in Jamie’s attic, which was the perfect set-up for us to glam-up with our flash-packer gear. I think we may have even showered that day, in appreciation for all the effort put into planning this awesome party. The most anticipated event of the night was definitely the guys’ performance of their own Huka. They did not disappoint! They were strategic about getting it right, which was demonstrated by the in-sync rhythm of the chanting, moves & fierce looking faces. Shirts-off huka was the best one yet, even beating out the downtown version from a couple weeks earlier. We can’t seem to get enough of watching these boys in full warrior mode. We also watched the All-Blacks do their Huka before playing Italy @ 4am in the morning when the party started quieting down. Britt was relieved to beat out Ged in a game of ‘Toss the ball into the bowl’…avoiding having to snort a line of Paprika. Phew! We loved the company (a house full of great kiwis!), the music (danced the night away), the food (although we have had our fill of meat-pies for now) and loved celebrating the All-White’s first World-Cup qualifying victory since 1982! Valena ended up sitting next to the assistant coach of the team on our flight to Sydney the next day! He nearly laughed when she asked if he thought Canada would have a chance at making the World Cup ;-(. Our nick-names for the night were: Dan= E.C (for being mistaken for Elisha Cuthbert…and unfortunately sounded much too similar to EZ…yeah.). Valena= Danica Patrick (for her mad driving tactics around Wellington…Jamie always had to remind her the speed limit was only 50 km/hr through the Mt. Victoria tunnel cuz she would go 100km/hr). Britto=Darling Bridget (Spitz kept calling her Bridget on our last visit, and it just stuck with Britt’s classy demeanor). Jodie=Mrs.______(I won’t be posting this, but we all loved her name). A few of us enjoyed a lovely dinner on the floor of the sunroom the next day…after cleaning up the heaping post-party mess. The girls enjoyed their last Supremo burger, which will be dearly messed as we head to Aus. We were sad to leave Wellington, but have full hopes of returning next February for the 7’s at the cake-tin! Don’t forget our bet Matt- we return for the 7’s…and you owe us an obligatory visit to Canada! And Jamie, I think you need to join us in exploring the South Island next year! D.
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