Auckland, NZ
It is Labour Weekend, a public holiday that commemorates the struggle for an 8-hour working day, but for most people means the beginning of summer. Traditionally from Friday lunchtime onwards (although the holiday period does not officially start until 4pm on the Friday) cars, cars with trailers, boats, campervans and every other type of vehicle you can imagine start to head out of the major cities as people head to the beach. The police implement a 4km over the speed limit penalty (it's usually 10) and road blocks are set up for drink drivers and to check car registration, driving licenses etc...
We, like alot of other Aucklanders, have a bach (kiwi beach house). For the most part bach's lie dormant over the winter months. Our bach is on the West Coast, wild, known for it's fantastic surf beach, rugged landscape and with a population of under 300 beautifully quiet except for about a month over Christmas/January when the population probably doubles. Labour Weekend though feels like somebody has dusted off a cobweb and a sleepy town comes to life. The local clubs all hold musters, registrations for the summer months: sailing and yacht club, surf club, yoga, the fishing club and more.. The first festival takes place - Art at the Port - where local artists who have been creating through the winter months show and sell their work. Clubs hold sausage sizzles to fundraise for the coming season. Old friends are reacquainted. Shouts of 'hi how you doing', 'hi good to see you' 'hi hope the surf, fish, weather is good this year' etc.... Kids excitedly knock on friends houses, meet at the park, plan their summer adventures, excitedly go to checek whether last year's hut survived winter......Lawns are mown, hedges strimmed, bach's aired, boats are given an airing, quads a run. Bach's would have sold over winter and some would have been placed on the market, adults chat about the families who are no longer part of their summer lives and speculate about who the new occupants will be. On the Monday the cars join the queue and snake their way back to town, for one weekend a year the traffic doesn't seem to matter as families look forward to the next 6 months of summer.