11C

-- Are you prepared to help in the case of an emergency?

-- Sure thing

So, made it for the 5.30 flight home in time for a couple of mouthfuls of Chardonnay, then into the exit row.  So roomy...

The traffic was interesting from NSH to the airport - I do like the way Google maps sorts out alternatives, and doesn't even show irritation when its helpful suggestions are ignored.  It's also evidence based - offering comparative times for the various routes on offer.

Anyway, here I am, tucked in, possibly with a seat between me and my neighbour (life is good) and ready for Koru hour.

-- Why, don't mind if I do...

6F

I don't usually get window seats - not on the A320s, anyway.  

Today I nearly missed my boarding call, so engrossed in my phone call...  Something made me listen out for the announcement and the next minute it was phone down and running.

I was the last one on.

The pilot's just described the early stages of the flight as 'roller coaster' - and the link flights are currently suspended.  Can't wait.

Once I found row six I couldn't find a bag stash, plus I had to wrestle six fox off another passenger who'd (obviously) preferred it to echo - the horrible middle seat.  

-- Oh, she said, I'm so used to the window seat.

-- Oh well, I deadpan, like I care.

Door is now shut and we are ready to rock and roll.  Sick bag anyone?

Postscript

It was hardly bumpy at all, and the cloudscapes were spectacular. 

29A

You might think I'm irritated about the back of the plane, but you'd be wrong.  I drove up, grabbed my bags, cleared security, smiled at the Koru host and swapped my front row 5.30pm for a back row board now.  It's a minor miracle of travel.  

Presently I have the WHOLE BACK ROW to myself. Apart from the crappy leg room there's a weird sense of luxury about it.  

It means I'll be home in time to gripe about the rush hour traffic.  Yay rush hour traffic!

All alone in the back row...

2D

Not all that much to snark about today, other than getting up at 5am.  Felt more like 3am, but it got better as I got going.  Now they've fixed security at Wellington getting onto the plane is less of a scrum and I can actually wait in the lounge until they call the flight.  Progress.

G doesn't like this row but I do.  Lots of leg room; quick exit at the other end.  All good.

Today was supposed to be the new safety video but some kind of technical glitch meant they had to do a 'manual safety demonstration'.  I just can't listen anymore.

Woman next to me has the paper and is doing a bit of man spreading. Why, oh why?

Time to snag a biscuit for Charlie and settle back to my book.  Taking her sugary snacks is my penance for traveling a lot while she's not - or something like that.  Apparently they supply her emergency sugar hit needs in the mid- late-afternoon.