Dunedin - In search of chowder

Today was my full day living in New Zealand. It's a lot further away from Australia and farther below Tasmania than I imagined. It was was my first day wearing a puffer jacket. It was my first day lunching on chowder.

The lucky chowder was the one made by Plato down on Dunedin's wharf. Its residents included local Little-neck clams, swollen Green-Lipped mussels, fish, and a few other crustaceans. The local Riesling made it perfect.

Other putative observations of Dunedin. A strong representation of red-heads. Excellent cheese and coffee. Incredible wines in the supermarket.  Clear air with a slight whiff of open fires late in the day. People dressed in defiance of the cold. Excellent clouds. Sudden late afternoon darkness. Peaceful habour.

Tomorrow's forecast: A balmy 13C