Not as cosmopolitan as Capers and smaller in size is the port of Lyttleton (south island Kiwi), a real quirky and beautiful port and a good run ashore with more to it than just the seaman's pubs. Me and the sparky came back one night after chuck out time and somehow ended up onboard a Russian fish factory ship moored opposite us (might have something to do with her sparky who was a blonde goddess but alas she was hitched up with their onboard "commissar "), anyway they were great hosts and eventually we crawled back to our vessel after a bellyfull of Russian brandy, smoked /cured fish and black bread and no nokey! Death warmed up all morning but after a few lunchtime "liveners" felt good enough to take some jams/marmalade across to them which they eagerly accepted.