Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Ngaio Rhymes with Pie-O

And many fish we'll fry-o.

Monday afternoon I took off early from work and rode up to Ngaio with the family to scout out an open house that Joanne found out about and we kicked around the area a little. It was a light drizzle pretty much all afternoon.

Where is it?

What is it?

What about the school?

Train station?

The Ngaio suburb borders on Khandallah.

It's named after a tree.

It seems like a nice area. What's funny is that we'd kind of "picked" it as a good area for us long before we set foot on Kiwi soil. Maybe we're still carrying those prejudices with us, or maybe it really is what we'd hoped it is.

1 comment:

Cathy said...

Very nice to have these links, Steve. Say, what is a Plunket room? And we all (Sid, Ed, Phyllis and I would like a rendition of the school song --please when you have it down.
Love you,
Mom