25D

Wow. There's basically no leg room here. 

Last minute arrival for this flight so no complaints really. 

Hoping for empty middle seat in compensation for sitting in the weeks. 

Also boarded from gate 24 which is in the bowels of the airport. Never been there before. 

16C

Siberia. 

Back of the back door plane. 

Off to the tron 

12D

Half of Auckland appears to be on this flight. The other half are out there driving around. So far no neighbour but I expect that to change. 

Long day but a good day. Dunno When I'll do all the rats and mice emails tho. They're stacking up like planes on the tarmac. 

Had a lovely gin and tonic at koru. It gets made for you as well. 

Emergency exit row. Time to go.  

9D

Think there's an mp next to me - well, across the currently empty seat. Am fretting that she's Amy Adams the anti-feminist minister for women (or is that Louise upston?) clearly I need to upgrade on my pollies 101. 

Possibly she is neither but what I can confirm is her pair of red fuck me shoes. They are a lot - esp first thing of a day. 

You may note my more sensible rocker boots peaking in from the left. Always keep left. 

1A

Front row. Hassle with bags but hei aha. Longish day but a good one and Maria was fun to travel with. 

Traffic was remarkably ok for labour weekend Friday - I think Maria has powers...

Dodged Ian's request that we drop him at Parnell and then hit the road hard. 

I am sooo happy it's Friday and a long weekend. Good times. 

No snarks here. 

Sneaky view from the porthole

10C

It's raining for to bust but hopefully not in Auckland. 

I have my trusty blunt umbrella just in case (thanks Geoff). 

Today I have a travel companion - Maria is coming along for a day in my working life. Sorry that's way more fun already. 

10E

I don't know how late this flight is running but it worked out super well for me. Can't even bring myself to be annoyed about being the jellybean. 

I do think that it being 459 and almost half past six it's pretty late. 

Good day. Glad to be heading home. 

Two irritating things. Woman in front appears to verbalise - even explain - her every thought. Also she laughs excessively. 

Harsh. Judgy. That's the way it goes. 

Now. Stop it. 

One more thing. She says parra-parra-oomoo and notes that it's very hard to say. Well. She should know. 🙄