Sunday night Randy and I boarded a plane from Vancouver to LAX, had a four hour layover, then flew LAX to Auckland, New Zealand! We were super impressed with Air New Zealand on our way over – I’ve never been much of a movie-watcher on planes (okay, in general) but those personalized TV screens had me sucked right in. You could even order “more water please!” from your screen, guys. It was like the Jetsons. Thankfully, the 13 hour flight was through the night (I prefer my international flights to be red eyes over day time!) and I slept a solid 6 hours of it. Then, you wake up, and you’re mentally prepared for a “long 13 hour flight” and now it’s only 7. #SilverLining
Once we got through customs (long process) and bio-searching (don’t remember the word -basically they scan all your bags to see if you’re bringing in fruit/meat/anything that could contaminate this beautiful country, even longer line) Randy and I were tired. Feeling gross, tired and both had noses rubbed raw. We’re congested as all get-out the last two days and on our first flight to LAX looked at each other in disbelief, I didn’t know my ears could hurt so bad! No wonder babies cry on flights. Poor kids. So anyway, we’ve been popping the Advil Cold and Sinus and going through multiple travel packs of kleenex. (No exaggeration, one of us blows our nose every 15 minutes.)
We managed to see a little bit of Auckland today, despite our tired bodies and congested sinuses! We got our rental car and zoomed over to Takapuna Beach Cafe for brunch (a very green meal – eggs on toast, with avocado, lots of avocado and mashed peas and green tea) and of course, sorbet.
Then it was onto our motel, a tiny little place near Eden Park Arena, but clean and bonus, it had a shower. After a shower a piece, we were good to go – we walked across the train and found a tea shop. We settled in and shared our first real conversation since Thursday. (Pretty serious about that. We were so sick and tired at home, Randy was finishing two exams Thursday – Saturday and then on the flight? Nothing more than “What are you watching?” and an occasional “Jamie I can’t sleep you move every 20 minutes and hit me.”) I like conversation. That was nice. We were beginning to feel like humans again.
We visited Mount Eden (amazing views), drove around in rush-hour traffic just for kicks (nah, we got stuck in it), shared Malaysian food for dinner, drove until we found a beach and walked hand and hand until my arms got cold because although it’s summer here, it still cools off and it’s really time for me to buy a cheesy tourist sweatshirt tomorrow.
(I hope you enjoyed this very unedited “whatever comes out of my fingers” blog post. Goodnight.)