Good morning Auckland! Woke up at 7:10 am, Looking out the window, the sun was shining on the top of city buildings.
The phone is still reminding me of its existence with a weak alarm. OMG, throwing the phone under the pillow before going to bed seems to be a serious misstep. The phone battery is dying, only 10% of the power left. Sorry amigo, I didn’t mean to kill you with a pillow. Washing while charging, after half an hour, only 23% power charged. Not good. And I can’t find my Garmin 920XT anywhere. There are always full of surprises in the morning.
But these hardness can’t stop a man who willing to run. He will always find a way out. See? I can hold the power-bank charging my iPhone while running. Problem solved.
Out of the apartment door and warm-up, then I started my last running trip in New Zealand at 8 o’clock.
Head to north, follow Vincent Street towards the Queens Wharf. I saw several morning runners on the street. These foreign friends were dressed cool and fast. There are so many Chinese faces on the street, students, businessmen or maybe tourists like me. I seem to have forgotten that I am the real foreigner here.
Auckland’s streets are a bit undulating. Although I have already experienced the streets of Queenstown, running on the slopes still makes my knees feel uncomfortable. In order to catch up with the people running ahead, I felt a little short of breath. I really need more physical exercises after home. Arriving the Queen Street, the city center, most of the local shops had not yet opened. At this time, it wasn’t looked like the most busy street in Auckland. Most of the shops that have already opened are Chinese restaurants. No matter where they standing, the industrious Chinese people are always early birds.
After about three kilometers running, I ran to the Queens Wharf. The million-ton ship was docked like a prehistoric behemoth, engulfing vehicles and cargo.
Then I ran to the Maritime Museum, hanging a sailboat in front door as its signature. It’s a building that doesn’t look very eye-catching. Most museums are like this, but There are full of interesting things and stories inside. If time allowed, I would like to spend a whole day in any museum. There are many museums in Auckland, and I believe they all worthy taking a look.
May be next time. I mean. Leave some regrets, the next time you could use they to convince yourself to spend the money across the ocean to travel to a beautiful country again.
Isn’t it? Yes for me.
Time to go. I ran back my hotel along Hobson Street. Passing through Auckland’s iconic Sky Tower. Actually it is not very tall compared to the domestic towers, but it is as important as the towers of other cities and is the beacon of the people’s faith in Auckland.
It took me 51 minutes to finish my Auckland city running tour, which was 6.8 kilometers. I was sweating a little bit while watching the sun getting higher. I think today will be a good day. For the rest of the day, we will go shopping in Queen street ,taking photos in front of some buildings, and send moments in WeChat, like ordinary Chinese tourists. But for me, a real run looks better.
Running through and measuring a city with your footsteps is the way I walk into a city. I may just be the unremarkable one in the city, but Auckland has left my footprints, and in my memory, there will be a place for this beautiful historical city.