Thankfully the ‘No Worries’ insurance option paid dividends in that the campervan rental company seemed rather nonplussed about the absence of the waste water system from the van. I also survived my first motorway driving experience. They was a bit of a dodgy moment where I had to choose between exiting the motorway at the wrong junction or ploughing into a set of bollards. Fortunately for Si I chose the former.
Once we finished our tearful parting with the van, Si went off to meet Emily’s parents for inauguration into the Yri ‘circle of trust’ and I returned to Auckland to give it another chance in good weather. I would still be there, but all the shops unexpectedly closed at 5pm. So it was off to the airport to continue my shopping at the four Kiwi souvenir shops that constitute the retail offering of Auckland International Airport.
So I now am sitting in the airport bar with probably my last glass of Sauvignon Blanc in New Zealand, reflecting on the last three weeks and trying not to think about the nightmare flight ahead of me.
Thanks to all of you who have read and contributed to this blog over the past month and I hope it managed to entertain as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Thanks also to Si for helping to come up with the, at times, horrendous title puns for the blog entries (most of which were, unfortunately, not suitable for publication) and for putting up with my ‘in development’ driving skills while in New Zealand. But my main thanks to Si are for suggesting the trip in the first place. It’s been ‘Sweet as, Bro’.
