As the guidebook states - there isn't much in Blenheim. There also isn't much in its sister village of Renwick, a small community with single storey houses, a small supermarket and an old English pub (random, I know). But you don't come to this part of New Zealand for the towns - you come for the wine. Blenheim and Renwick lie on a flat, fertile plain, protected from the cold southerly winds by a range of dry, arid hills. To the north are the green, fertile hills which stretch up to the Marlborough Sounds, and let through the soft, warm, northerly winds.
So what you remember from Blenheim is not the nondescript buildings, or even the friendly local people, but the views of row upon row of flourishing vines, with the backdrop of hills which vary in colour from orange, to green, to blue.
Local info courtesy of our friendly taxi driver, Duncan!