Jett (jatg) wrote,

"Reporting from Middle Earth" or "Well. I'm here."

The flight out was relatively uneventful. I was near the back of the bus but wound up being the only person on my row. It was nice to have the extra room. Despite it being night out one could still look down and see clouds and ocean and the curve of the earth. It was honestly a bit unnerving.

Everyone around me was from New Zealand and the more time I spent around them the more aware I was of my flat American accent.

Each seat in front of us had a screen and one could select TV shows and movies so I wound up watching an episode of Little Britain, Firefly (it just gets better and better) and finally "The World's Fastest Indian." Such a cute movie and hey, Bonneville Salt Flats! :D I tried to watch an episode of Futurama...TWICE. I kept falling asleep during it.

My biggest complaint was my own fault...I had forgotten a water bottle and wound up very, very dehydrated.


Bit of an adventure through customs. They almost didn't let me in the country. More than a few years ago my passport went through the wash but I'd never had a problem with it flying to and from Canada. They read me the riot act here. If I had been going on to another country rather than back to the states or staying longer they very easily might have rejected me. I was sweating bullets for a little bit. Must get a replacement ASAP. Sure...I finally have a neat stamp on my passport and then have to get a new one. Sheesh.

I just can't understand how someone can act SO EARLY in the morning! One guy was seriously close to yelling. Fortunately for me...his supervisor was a lot more reasoned. Whew!

They confiscated my beef jerky. I guess I can understand that.


The air was thick and dark in Auckland. It smells...different. Rich and loamy and humid. I didn't realize how much I was dragging but as I walked from the international terminal to the domestic flight terminal dragging my suitcase people were passing me like I was in slow motion. Perhaps I was.


The flight from Auckland to Christchurch was uneventful. I slept probaby half the time. The other half I looked out at the tops of mountains. The clouds looked like quilt batting draped over them.
It's overcast in Christchurch today. Reminds me a bit of some of the days in Canada this last summer.


It was great to see Mark and fun to be driven in a car with the steering wheel on the other side. Christchurch is flat, the houses are cute and all have yards. Mark's place is such a bachelor pad, yet opening up the sliding door and going to the backyard there are several roses. I should go and trim them this week for him.


I thought I was's 2:30 on Thursday back home in Utah. Today ... here,'s 10:30 in the morning on St. Patrick's day.

Must find a place to nap!

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