Our adventure began at 4.30pm on a rainy Saturday afternoon in New Zealand. After a tearful goodbye to friends and family we are on our way (complete with a laminated picture of Ollie the dog and "the Friends Family" Christmas shot).
Perhaps Customs knows more about Gary than I do - he was "randomly selected" for both the pat down search at customs, and was taken away for a random drugs check at the gate prior to boarding. He assures me it wasn't as thorough a search as my imagination pictured. Then when we reached US customs he managed to get stopped for a luggage search. He came out clean for the record...
Despite Air New Zealand's seating revamp, the economy seats remain desperately uncomfortable. Thanks to the yoga classes, my new found flexibility enabled me to contort myself into a somewhat bearable sleeping position for about an hour. Gary (sans yoga experience) attempted an upside down manoeuvre unsuccessfully. The airline hostess (and surrounding passengers) were less than impressed at his next attempt to sleep on the floor. Suffice to say, we are not our usual chipper selves upon arriving at the San Francisco airport.
While it feels like we have been in transit forever already, we have only completed leg one of our four leg journey to BVI.
We will keep you posted...
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