half way up the stairs...

...is the airport where I sit.

Turns out it isn't that my interest has waned, it's just that Wellington exerts a blogging-supression field. Who knew. Not even out of the country and already blogging is on the menu.

Of course, it helps when you're given so much "extra time" in the midst of what would be a busy life. This would be the extra time that can only be granted by airlines, through the wisdom of their delays. 1.5 hours late out of Wellington due to mechanical problems saw me with a boarding pass labelled LA in my pocket, even though my ticket says San Francisco. Air New Zealand decided we didn't have a show of making our flight, but that if the just got us to somewhere in North America, we'd be making progress. Of course for me, I had an onwards flight to Toronto just two hours after arriving in SF, so getting to LA about four hours later doesn't really cut it. Add to that the fact that the next flight out of LA for Toronto is 8.5 hours later, and even the Macarena is sounding attractive.

Now in Auckland, I'm at least on an exit row to LA, and have been given a "Day Room" at LAX. I've not used one of these before but think it is an airport-based tiny one-room hotel room, aka a large Tokyo apartment. My original flights had me into Toronto 8pm, perfect for crashing, sleeping, and not breaking the jetlag rules. My new routing is getting me in 6.15am the following morning, so it'll be good to at least be able to get 5-6hrs sleep in LA, at what will be nighttime-ish by Toronto clocks.

Well, I don't know about Christopher Robin's possy, but so far it's turning out this "half-way" aint quite as far as I'd hoped. But we're getting there...

And yes, even I am sick of the header image. Maybe one day, maybe one day.

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