Whatever happened to Wednesday 2nd April?

Well, we're here somehow and coping admirably with jet lagggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg\
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And a bizarre keyboard with the slash where the enter should be.

The flights were good in the end, although had a slight kerfuffle at Heathrow to do with non-working check in machines, seats that wern't together and snooty bint on the check in desk.

Got to LA and got through the customs/immigration/kidney scan without too much delay; scored some pizza and a budweiser in a very american stylee bar which certainly felt.. the part.

Longish wait then for the connecting flight to New Zealand but the flight was pretty good. Aided somewhat by Dan's suggested approach of two sleeping pills and a glass of champagne.

At some point during the night there was a fantastic thunder and lightning storm somewhere off to starboard (get me with the lingo). You could see the lightning strikes illuminating the middle of the storm. Fab. From a secure distance anyway.


Shuttled into Auckland and rocked up to the swankiest hotel, right in the heart of Auckland, about 2 minutes walk from the skycity tower (tallest structure in the southern hemisphere, apparently). We're now sat in the executive suite on the 7th floor, supping a couple of martoonis.

Tomorrow we should be booking our onward travel up to the north of the island, and then catching the ferry off through the harbour to the island of Waiheke which should have lots of vineyards and probably other stuff too, but mainly the vineyards.


Dan says we will have a 'grape' time.
I think we will!
Dan is never going to say anything like that again.
I will never say anything like that again.
I will never say anything like that again.
I will never say anything like that again.
I will never say anything like that again.
I will never say anything like that again.
I will never say anything like that again.
etc,
etc.

Join us next time for tales of the Bay of Islands, losing my hat on a ferry and an hilarious misunderstanding.