New Zealand

Well finally after out nightmare start to the trip we boarded a plane to Auckland. The filight was brisk and thank god every thing went smoothly. The ground staff and the security staff at Auckland were extremely accommodating, I wish they worked at the immigration call centre as we would have never had the fiasco of Harsh´s transit visa if they did. Craig in security was great, escorted us through a private baggage screening at 2am in the morning and told us exactly where we could get a good nights rest and where to score some free blankets.

After walking through many bedding options, the four seater side by sides, the $2 massage sofa to name a few we decided on the comfy green sofa´s overlooking gate 3. The inflatable pillows we picked up at tullamarine were a god send and Craigs advice of were to get a blanket also worked a treat. Every thing was seamless, no I lie once again Harsh´s inflatable was stubborn and I looked like old satchmo trying to blow it up, not something one needs at 2.30 am.

All in all the sleep was peaceful, well as peaceful as it could get considering the sounds of the cleaners vacuuming, the escalator screeching and the aircraft engineers working on the parked planes.

After a long awaited rest we fed ourselves twice, and then I tried to purchase some kiwi memorabilia. Well I tried a few all black top´s on thinking I would fill them out like Carlos Spencer or Lomu but sadly I found myself floating in even the boys size 16, they must breed them bigger here or maybe I got too ripped for rio and lost size on the Bi´s

Any way it´s close approaching 17.30 NZ time on the 9th which means we are close to boarding LAN800 bound for Santiago. The Qantas Kiwi blood stewardess set a high bar so I have High expectations of the Latino ladies on Lan Chile.

Next stop Santiago de Chile.....