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Land of the Free, Halls of the Brave!
Oct. 22nd, 2011 08:08 amWe're here! OMG we're finally here!
Twelve hours in an airport was not an unbearable as it could have been. Carol is awesome company, and we managed to sleep while we were there, as I mentioned previously. One thing I forgot to mention was the massage chairs! It was $1 for 3 minutes and $2 for 6, and since I had a $1 and a $2 NZD coin, I gave Carol the $1 and gave myself a six minute massage. It was ... odd. Tight. It squished my calf muscles, until my toes started to go numb! And then... "URGH!" i said in surprised as something under the seat in a rather personal space moved! There were kids about, so I couldn't swear, or warn carol, who was chatting blithely about the experience and then she too went 'URGH!' and we both laughed at the surprise of it all.
So I guess the tally is two sniffs and felt up by a chair for me, and two feel ups for Carol? Good thing we're easy about our personal spaces LOL
Customs was dead easy for us, we were through in about ten minutes. We must have been very lucky. Also a chemist sold me an item to help me with the ear pains on landing, and OMG it WORKED! Calloo callay! They are specialist earplugs and you insert them an hour before touch down, and it seems to just give your ears a couple of extra filters to slow the rapid decompression. It worked beautifully. I was deaf for a good four or five hours after we touched down in NZ, so I was really pleased to avoid that fate.
Maggie and Chris were so very welcoming and lovely, and I am feeling really at ease and at peace here. The scenery is just beautiful, and they have a huge pile of awesome restaurants to take us to. Carol is out walking with them on Moss Beach, but I just had another mininap and was feeling sick, so I thought I would stay in and touch base with every one else for a bit. I have skyped the fambly, it was great to see them.
I cried a bit this flight. The first time was just the amazing feeling of lift off. I don't know if it was in my head or what, but the lift off from NZ was the longest, most intense lift off and I just started spontaneously crying. It was so intense it's like orgasm, I swear. I love flying so much! That feeling when you're giving yourself over to this giant metal beast, and the rush as you're crushed into your seat and the plane gathers itself, the power roaring through the framework as it starts to hit it's stride, and then BAM you're pressed so tightly you just want it to last forever and the plane L:IFTS .....
I need a cigarette!
I also cried because I had a lot of time to think last night, since I slept for about 6 of the 12 hour flight, and pretended to sleep for most of the rest of it. Oh, and watch 3 eps of Big Fat Gypsy Weddings :) and i remembered being in the hospital with Vin in March when he had the bleed and it was three days of terror and fear in the hospital, and I am wondering if that's the tipping point of when I clamped down my emotions so tightly I haven't been able to unclamp them fully yet. I cried because i can still feel that whirlpool of emotions, so close under the surface, part exhaustion but part because I don't think I really dealt with them properly last time. I remember that i did try, once we were out, but I just couldn't seem to let go. But here, in a new place with new experiences, I think I am getting everything I am needing to help me feel joyous again.
Love you all, maybe next time there will even be some photos! Who knows what crazy things a woman with an iPhone can get up to?
Twelve hours in an airport was not an unbearable as it could have been. Carol is awesome company, and we managed to sleep while we were there, as I mentioned previously. One thing I forgot to mention was the massage chairs! It was $1 for 3 minutes and $2 for 6, and since I had a $1 and a $2 NZD coin, I gave Carol the $1 and gave myself a six minute massage. It was ... odd. Tight. It squished my calf muscles, until my toes started to go numb! And then... "URGH!" i said in surprised as something under the seat in a rather personal space moved! There were kids about, so I couldn't swear, or warn carol, who was chatting blithely about the experience and then she too went 'URGH!' and we both laughed at the surprise of it all.
So I guess the tally is two sniffs and felt up by a chair for me, and two feel ups for Carol? Good thing we're easy about our personal spaces LOL
Customs was dead easy for us, we were through in about ten minutes. We must have been very lucky. Also a chemist sold me an item to help me with the ear pains on landing, and OMG it WORKED! Calloo callay! They are specialist earplugs and you insert them an hour before touch down, and it seems to just give your ears a couple of extra filters to slow the rapid decompression. It worked beautifully. I was deaf for a good four or five hours after we touched down in NZ, so I was really pleased to avoid that fate.
Maggie and Chris were so very welcoming and lovely, and I am feeling really at ease and at peace here. The scenery is just beautiful, and they have a huge pile of awesome restaurants to take us to. Carol is out walking with them on Moss Beach, but I just had another mininap and was feeling sick, so I thought I would stay in and touch base with every one else for a bit. I have skyped the fambly, it was great to see them.
I cried a bit this flight. The first time was just the amazing feeling of lift off. I don't know if it was in my head or what, but the lift off from NZ was the longest, most intense lift off and I just started spontaneously crying. It was so intense it's like orgasm, I swear. I love flying so much! That feeling when you're giving yourself over to this giant metal beast, and the rush as you're crushed into your seat and the plane gathers itself, the power roaring through the framework as it starts to hit it's stride, and then BAM you're pressed so tightly you just want it to last forever and the plane L:IFTS .....
I need a cigarette!
I also cried because I had a lot of time to think last night, since I slept for about 6 of the 12 hour flight, and pretended to sleep for most of the rest of it. Oh, and watch 3 eps of Big Fat Gypsy Weddings :) and i remembered being in the hospital with Vin in March when he had the bleed and it was three days of terror and fear in the hospital, and I am wondering if that's the tipping point of when I clamped down my emotions so tightly I haven't been able to unclamp them fully yet. I cried because i can still feel that whirlpool of emotions, so close under the surface, part exhaustion but part because I don't think I really dealt with them properly last time. I remember that i did try, once we were out, but I just couldn't seem to let go. But here, in a new place with new experiences, I think I am getting everything I am needing to help me feel joyous again.
Love you all, maybe next time there will even be some photos! Who knows what crazy things a woman with an iPhone can get up to?
