It’s a lie, there are no hobbits in New Zealand.

Arrived in Auckland at an ungodly hour.  I’m thinking there should be some compensation for travellers who are still trying to get to a hotel after wizards and some teenagers have gone to bed.  Did you know that New Zealand is the southern hemisphere’s version of England?  If only for the rain. And the cold.  And the general miserable weather.  They say the people are nicer here. I say nothing.

Fortunately the Kiwis drive on the correct side of the road, so getting to the hotel wasn’t that much of a problem.  Finding the rental car was.  Who knew it could be so difficult to find parking bay #29?  I looked like a kid on a scavenger hunt running around the rental car bays with suitcase in tow.  Finally got moving, what felt like an hour later.

I checked into a prestigious hotel which has a notoriously spectacular view of the harbour, only to find that my room had none of that.  I was too tired to complain, spoke to the Wife and went to bed.  Woke up disorientated and almost went on to the balcony for my morning …how shall I put this eloquently…urination?  Battled most of the morning to find the hair dryer.  Yes, I use one.  It makes me look more presentable. At least I still have hair.

The long flight implies that I gained 10 hours.  Or did I lose it?  I’m not sure, but what I do know is that it complicates communication with the Wife, as either one of us are waking up when we find the time to speak.  Why complicated?  Well, we all know how cheery I am in the mornings…

Seeing that I was searching for everything during my stay, I decided to make it my quest to find a Hobbit. No success. Didn’t even find an elve. I did manage to see a few trolls at the restaurant last night…so I left early.
Only after I had me some lamb shank, or as it’s more commonly known here, the leg of a girlfriend. Also had a salad on the side, even if it only ended up being a massive bowl of green stuff. Sheep food. Maybe they don’t know that one can also add tomatoes, cucumbers and feta cheese.

The rain cleared up as I boarded the plane. Go figure…

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