Friday 20th
So its Friday afternoon, the 20th of Feb, I was at work, the day was dragging on because my mate Rob Kingston is here in NZ, and he has been heading down to Wellington over the last few days, and I will be flying down this evening to join him, and drive back up north, which is exciting because I will be able to see the capitol of NZ and considerably more of the country than I otherwise would have seen.
The day drags on for an age, finally 5:30 comes around and we knock off, the plane doesn't leave until 7:55, but with the traffic problems around here it will take us close to an hour to travel the 30 odd KM to the airport (that’s not a joke, it has indeed taken me that long, and longer to travel short distances in the past) and obviously, you don’t want to be late for a plane! So after getting changed in the little hut at work, we left! Fortunately we over estimated the traffic and it only took around 40 minutes to arrive, so I was very early to the airport, which I didn’t mind, I have never been to the Domestic Terminal at Auckland so it gave me plenty of time to work out where everything was and time to grab some tea.
My plane left on time, and managed to arrive 15 minutes early! Which was nice, I am not a huge fan of flying. I had the front exit row seat so my chair didn’t lay back too, which made things a little more uncomfortable. Rob was waiting at the Wellington Terminal to pick me up, having already been to the campsite to set up our tents, and as it turns out my quality $9 job is embarrassingly transparent! It was only a shortish drive to the camp, and being dark i saw very little of the city that night.