Today is my last day here. Last night I went to dinner with Shannon and Grant, Anna and Alina for Anna's 23rd birthday. We had a nice fish dinner at Swashbuckler's on the harbor, and after that we went to a local bar for a drink. At that bar a guy started a fight with another guy and they punched and hit each other with bottles. I jumped up and screamed "Shannon!!" (my motherly instincts took over), because they looked like they were headed towards our group. Anyway - I'll never live that down. Anna thought that was the funniest thing - similiar to "Kevin" when the home-alone kid was lost in NY. I suppose you had to be there.
I got home at a decent hour and packed up my two suitcases in preparation for my flight tonight. This morning we are headed south to a local rod run, then over to the plane hanger where Peter keeps his race car to see that and have some lunch. Then it's off to the airport by 4 pm to put me on the Air NZ flight to LAX where I'll be greated by my sad and lonely (not) husband. I can't wait to see his smiling face and get a great big hug.
Here are a few pictures from our trip to Wanaka and I will put more up later after I get home and settled.
This is the Hogan home where we stayed.
A view from the spot where we landed the helicopter at the top of a mountain.
I'll see you all at home soon, and to everyone in New Zealand - thank you so much for your wonderful hospitality and friendship. I've had the time of my life!