It was a pretty moving if not serious ceremony, backdropped with the sound of waking frigates overhead and waves crashing against the cliffs and nearby beach (and frying bacon behind us). And i do mean serious. Like, you want to clap for things but it seems wrong to so you dont. Also i don't know if it was intentional because of the serious occasion but we didn't actually sing the national anthem at all - we just had the music which was odd.
We also had some Navy personnel come onshore for officiality and a haka performed by some of the local Maori community reps and their group (not all of them are Maori or part Maori but i think they all learned the dance to pad the numbers). The haka was really good, you can tell who's good at it cos they can do the full on scary faces for it. Skills man.
Two people ended up fainting during the ceremony. Not sure what happened to the first one (luckily her husband and the people behind her caught her) but the second one has a medical history of it. Luckily we had a lot of medical personnel that happened to be around. And some guy forgot to turn his phone of so halfway during the 1 minute silence his phone went off and ironically blasted the first few bars to U2's "Beautiful Day"
Afterwards we all had a community breakfast and i've now spent the rest of the morning switching through channels watching all the ANZAC Day specials. The relationship between the Turkish soldiers and the ANZACs is particularly moving - even though they were killing each other for different agendas they all seemed to have a great respect for one another where it mattered.