Northern Advocate editor Craig Cooper no longer looks like this. Too much beer. And none of it was $15 a pint.
I like Auckland.
But it's like what I imagine dating a Kardashian would be like.
A bit of fun for 24 or 48 hours, then it starts to drive you nuts.
Yep, if Auckland was a pizza, I couldn't eat a whole one.
Besides, it would be cold by the time the poor delivery person on minimum wage and a dodgy scooter made it through the traffic.
Traffic on a network that seems to have been designed on the back of a beer napkin in a pub by a drunk roading engineer in 1870-something. I wonder what a beer would have cost in the 1870s? Two whale teeth and a musket ball?
It sure as hell wouldn't have been $15 for a pint.
Come on Auckland, really? Is it special beer?
No, because Wellington's craft beer industry have got one over you there, and they don't charge $15 a pint.
And if you do pay $15, your beer comes with food as well. And a smile and a motel room that actually costs less on Trivago than what the hotel reception would sell it to you for. That's right, less.
I'll pay $15 for your beer, but only if I can onsell it on the same day for $30, without the original owner finding out, and then spend the $30 on something worthwhile, like 10 minutes parking in Queen St.
$15? Don't tell me it's because commercial rental space in Auckland is expensive and you need to pass on the cost. If that's so, how come I can pay less for a coffee in Auckland than I do in Northland. Or Tauranga?
Yes that's right, I'm a provincial oik, laughing all the way into my less than $15 beer.
The people who need to drink that pint of beer are doing so to escape the trauma of the Auckland real estate market.
They don't need your $15 beer making them feel worse.
Sorry, but three beers and I can buy myself a Grabaseat to Wellington.
Cheers.
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