Mark was working today, which left Sherry and Ro to move all of our belongings to The Anchorage Apartments in Mount Maunganui. As the economically and politically stranded Icelanders will still be in our future east-facing 4th-floor (top) apartment for a couple of weeks, The Anchorage is putting us in a south-facing 3rd-floor place. Although not quite as roomy as the one we'll be in later, it's still pretty sweet. Our balcony looks out on Coronation Park, a lawn bowling club, and the police station across the street. You can look down the street and see Pilot Bay. It's fully furnished, and Ro's got his own queen bed, which he was really excited about. There's even a multi-region DVD player, so we can finally watch all the movies we brought without tying up the laptop.
Ro chillin' in his new room
Sherry and Ro spent a couple of hours at the apartment's pool and hot tub, then picked up Mark from work. We dropped Sherry off at the grocery store to stock up on essentials for the new digs, while Mark took Ro to Blake Park. The jungle gym there was just okay, nothing like the gargantuan one at Memorial Park, but Ro found no shortage of things to climb. He would stand on a swing, scale the chain to the crossbar, climb on top, scoot along the bar like he was riding a horse, then slide down the support pole like a fireman! It's probably a good thing Sherry wasn't there, because if that didn't give her a heart attack, his climbing the uprights at the rugby field, then dropping from the crossbar probably would have. He also enjoyed pretending the rugby bleachers were pirate ships, he the captain of one and Mark the other, and busied himself collecting and plundering "pirate gold pieces" (beer bottle caps). Ro also wanted to play hide-and-seek, which appears to involve quite a bit of imagination and running when played on an open field...lol.
Ro meticulously arranging his pirate treasure
Ro scaling the swingset at Blake Park
On his way to the crossbar
Ro with another park-goer's dog
Sherry treated us to a home-cooked steak dinner, then we put Ro to bed and enjoyed a quiet evening talking and drinking wine on the deck, watching the cargo cranes at the port spin in the distance.
Ro & Sherry on the deck of our new pad. Pilot Bay in background
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