We are eight days into our trip and so far it has been amazing.
We lost two days in travel…one full day traveling and one day with the time change (which still confuses the heck out of me). It was a long day of travel, but really not as bad as I anticipated. We went through security three times and customs in New Zealand where I had to claim the 15 pounds of food I packed. I felt like the closet alcoholic who hides liquor in every little nook and cranny in the house. I was pulling gallon bags of food from every compartment in each of our luggages to be exposed on the cold, metal table. Quite embarrassing when the customs lady says, “You know we have food here, right?”
Ryan may have given me a hard time then, but we haven’t had to buy breakfast once. We’ve had plenty to eat for lunches and snacks if we are out and about. (Note…I’m not picky. I just have so many allergens and breakfast is the hardest for me to work around.)
We arrived back at our hotel after our first time driving on the opposite side of the road. It was similar to when we taught Austin how to drive. We asked him to talk through everything he saw on the road and what he needed to do. Ryan and I kept repeating “Center median is to our right…center median is to our right.” Ryan did an awesome job driving except for the windshield wipers he activated every time he wanted to change lanes and the natural tendency to hug the outside shoulder. As a reward for his solid driving, he was treated to the awesome visual of my ankles which had turned into the size of my calves and my calves into the size of my thighs…all due to the hours upon hours in the plane. My husband is one VERY lucky man.