bank account? check. cell phone? check. car? check. rental house? check.
it's official.
we're legit.
so,
i sound funny?
i dont know where to find anything in the supermarket?
i drive up on the curb when parallel parking on the left side of the
street and constantly flick on my windshield wipers instead of turn
signal?
i request a "to go box" and draw blank looks (take away containers only, please)?
i've never
heard of 'tasty' cheese (cheddar), 'a cuppa' (tea), a 'flat white' (think
latte), 'a long black' (americano), an 'eftpos' (atm card) or 'fly buys' (frequent shopper card)?
guess what? here's my street cred:
my very own eftpos
yup, i'm a native.
phew, now that we've gotten all of that out of the way, let's get down to business...
don't be fooled by this:
it only lasted for a minute.
mostly, we had this.
accompanied by movie, after seat-back movie, after seat-back movie.
ok, zoe did
lie down and snooze for a bit cradled in our fancy air new zealand sky
couch.
anyway, after 24 hours or so, we arrived in wellington happy and tired, and no worse for the wear. napped and showered, we headed out for a delicious pan-asian feast at chow's. ginger leek gyoza, sesame soba noodles, yellow curry, and asian greens slurped up by one and all.
check out this dexterity:
stay tuned for wellington and nelson adventures....
I notice that you're remarkably reticent when it comes to recounting details of the plane trip. PTSD, maybe?
ReplyDeleteummmm, you could call sitting upright with squirmy whiny child on your lap, who screams bloody murder if you try to extricate her, for 5 hours in the middle of the night traumatic. yup.
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