We survived a total of 26 hours of travel... and one shrieking child seated behind me on the 12 hour flight. Dad laughed. He felt that it was divine retribution for when I was little and shrieked for hours on a similar flight. Regardless, Dad and I have arrived safely in the Middle of Middle Earth. Or so it says on the outside of the Wellington airport.
Actually, both the Auckland airport and the Wellington airport are decked out in The Hobbit themed decorations at the moment. Auckland went with more of a dwarven theme.
Wellington went with a giant Gollum catching a giant fish.
We had a lovely lunch with Chris and his friends before we all went on a hike to the top of Mount Kaukau. Features include a TV transmitter and tremendous wind. It was so windy that sometimes I'd step forwards, but the wind pushed my foot back to where it had originally been.
But the view was amazing. And it was nice to have a good leg stretch after such a long flight.
As for knitting, the TSA didn't care about my needles. But as it turns out, I only knitted during layovers. I still managed to knit the entire leg of my first Sleepy Hollow Sock. Who knows. I might have a pair of socks at the end of the trip.
