So we have gotten to Wellington and discovered that our hotel upgrade means that we are in a hotel that is very, very nice; uncomfortably nice. I am not used to people calling ahead for a table or asking if I want the doctor to come to the room (I am traveling with my immunotherapy vials and was trying to get a shot.).
At the end of the day, we got to stay here.
And the girls were thrilled with the in-house bathrobes: