Visited twice in 1983 and 1984 in the service on WestPac deployments.
Hash House Harrier Run
New Zealand Navy Officer’s Club (near where we moored)
Throwing back pints at the Long Bar, while the nearby US Consulate office banged out US passports for several young lieutenants, all preoccupied with Ludlum’s Jason Bourne novels. Hence, the need for a passport to become a “player.”
It was a different country back then, finding their economic mojo.
Live where you wish. Spend a month.
We much prefer Europe.