Here they finally are, this is the first of the series of posts about our holiday!
Last night I was so excited about the trip we didn't get to bed until midnight. V. early start this morning (5:30 for a 9:30 flight, I really hate the 3 hour international flight rule). At that hour I can't handle the bathroom light instead I used the hall light and little Rory sat on the bathroom mat watching out for danger. Either that or he wasn’t letting me out of his sight until he knew what the plan was.
Cabbie was on time - quite the surprise. Very quick run to Kingsford Smith International airport since it was so early on a Sunday. Turned out to be a great time to fly in the end despite the early start.
Yes we duty free shopped. 3 bottles of Vodka (the max we could take into NZ) and some perfume and we were out of there.
Flying Air New Zealand we definitely recommend works deluxe. You get to use the priority check in and the priority custom clearance cue, awesome. You also get access to the lounge. As it was so early they had breakfast out, but the coffee machine was broken (WTF?).
All aboard! At the moment the way the seats work are you get three seats for two. No extra leg room but the extra space to spread your stuff is brilliant. In the picture above you can sort of see the cute sign they put on the middle seat. Definitely a great way to fly at a really good price.
How crazy is it that these photos were taken out the window of the plane. I choose ones with bits of the plane in them just so you'd believe me!
So after a great flight we were disappointed, after patiently waiting, to discover our bag didn’t leave Sydney on the same plane. The guy was lovely and gave some great advice* but it really sucks. Just have to hope it makes it to Wellington before we leave.
Mental note: next time make sure the phone charger is in the carry on luggage!
Grabbed the hire car and we were out of there. The drive into the city was hilarious. Yes we took wrong turns and ended up going around the block our hotel is on a few times but we got here (laughing the whole way) and that’s what counts.
I am exhausted. There is a 2-hour time difference between here and home so it's been a very long day indeed. Great to hang with Richard though, he really is my very best friend.
*tell your hotel you have lost your bag and ask them their policy for when the airline delivers it to the hotel. Apparently, sometimes the airline drops it off but the hotel stores it at reception rather than taking it to the room, so the bag sits there waiting for its owner who thinks it hasn't arrived.
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