It was 10.30 in the morning, I had just arrived in Picton, we were about to get on the ferry to go up to Wellington because today was the day that the Edinburgh Tattoo was happening. I got on the ferry and spotted several arcades, restaurants, huge decks, and lounges full of comfy couches and chairs. 3 hours later we were in Wellington so we got the bus, unpacked our bags, went out and had pancakes. And now it was time for the tattoo, it started with lots of marching bands and trumpets, it got to the end and 5 men got their snare drums and started playing while having a stick fight.
By Matthew
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