Sunday, December 16, 2007

kia ora

I hate that flight. I hate it so bad. Air New Zealand does a great job of making things as comfortable and pleasant as possible, but there's only so much you can do for a 14 hour flight. Anyway. Stumbled out of the plane and into Andy Small's tiny compact car, where we drove at top speed straight to the corner cafe for a kickass breakfast and coffee.

Nothing beats taking off from Portland under rainy 40 degree skies and rolling out the door the next day in Auckland wearing a sleeveless jersey and shorts for a ride along the waterfront. Nothing beats it. Except maybe more coffee after that.

My favorite Kiwi spazz-rock band The Mint Chicks plays on Friday. Excellent timing indeed.

Off to the store for some camera batteries and food food food.

DT

2 comments:

pops said...

Those flights suck. Glad you made it relatively unscathed. Enjoy the warm rays. Did the Moonstruck make it to Mrs Starr or did you crack under the 14 hour pressure? Gotta go bundle up, time to ride, 42 degrees and raining in the PNW, weeee....

DT said...

the choolates arrived unharmed. barely. they were lucky airnz fed me so much...