I had planned to
go to the gym but time got the better of me and I did not. My sister Margaret came around and because it
was such an nice day we wandered down to the waterfrontwhere
we had a cup of coffee. It was so nice
in the sun that I could have sat there for ages. However, I needed to do some things in town, so we moved on.
The final part of the afternoon was spent
doing the last minute packing and being delighted that I did not need to use
the expansion zip, which means more room for stuff like wine when I come back
to New Zealand. Finally, after tidying
and cleaning the house I headed for the cable car confident I had plenty of
time but completely forgetting that it was rush hour while thinking I had two potential buses
that would get me to the airport in plenty of time. The Cable Car was prompt but when I looked at
the electronic bus timetable I found that they had cancelled my first reserve
bus and I arrived at the bus stop just as the bus I was aiming for
left. It was early. Fortunately my second reserve bus showed and
I took a slow and anxiety producing trip through the CB. After that it went
very quickly and probably much quicker than a taxi or friend's car. From there on it was easy to get my bag
tagged and me ticketed and onto the plane for Auckland.
I was very sad to leave Wellington as the weather has been wonderful and the weather in London and Zurich had as going into temperatures in the single digits. Not only that it
put on a beautiful nighttime show for my departure. The
moon was rising over the harbour and the route we took also had the moon on
Lake Wairarapa. Very beautiful. Auckland was fine but by they time we boarded our plane it looked like there had been
showers.
The holiday began
with my usual anxiety about packing and planning – including making the last
day go really fast as I remembered the thousand and one things I thought I
should have done. After nearly thirty years of travelling you would think that
I might have learnt.
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