The Hotel Waterloo

This is a bit of an icon as it was the first time I ever went to Wellington and I think I was 10 so it was 1948 (sorta)
In those days the ships sailed between Wellington and Lyttelton (Christchurch) and you got a train to Lyttelton so it was all very exciting. We visited my brother who lived in Karori and I remember watching his front window moving with the wind.