so am in sunny but a bit chilly New Zealand. K flew home yesterday after a frustrating incident at the airport.. our friendly local travel agent forgot to tell us that he needed a transit visa for Australia. a transit visa? i thought the whole point of transit was that you couldn’t leave the airport?! The Aussies seem to be taking security measures to a crazy new high – even carrying liquids is banned and my sister got $200 worth of champagne taken off her when she came through melbourne on her way to Auckland – in transit. freakin’ rediculous. So K couldn’t catch his flight as it was early in the morning and the Embassy was closed and the very unhelpful Lufthansa office couldn’t find another flight to reschedule him on.. he finally found a Singapore Airlines flight that means an 8 hour stopover in Singapore.. i think he’s there right now the poor love, and has got a mammoth journey home. I fly out Saturday morning, back into Mumbai warmth mmmm.. but while here i am enjoying my
vogels bread, marmite, chardonnay, mallowpuffs, shopping at glassons, kiwi tv, smoked salmon dip and vitawheat crackers, new potatoes, roast chicken, milk, quiet roads, new babies in the family, seeing all the cousins, and eating far too much.