Back home now after a beautiful week in Picton - and it's windy and pissing down!

I had a good trip back despite the wind picking up. On the ferry I was overhearing people talking about going to "Windy Wellington" and chuckled to my self, thinking it's not that windy...
After the ferry docked, I picked up my luggage and walked across the road to catch a taxi. Half way across the road I couldn't keep going because a wind gust stopped me in my tracks, and my wheeled luggage bag was flying out horizontally like a flag as I gripped the handle. Yeah, maybe it is a bit windy sometimes...