With Chiang Kai-Shek's Nationalists in hot (well actually freezing cold) pursuit, the party (gotta be a commie joke in there somewhere) shouldered their last remaining worldly possesions and marched purposefully forward on the first steps of their epic journey...
Well, by marched purposefully I of course mean bribed (we are off to China after all) Galley for a lift to the airport with promises of tounge-stripping Chinese gin. And it turns out the mighty crimson banner was in fact a more mundane stylised kangaroo... Nonetheless, to rip some no doubt terribly translated and cliched "Chinese" proverb, a journey of a thousand miles must start with a single step. Or in Mei's case, start and end with hopefully no more than a single step :)
Due to some kind of engineering problem the flight was delayed. Seeing as it was a Qantas flight I can't really blame the FeNZ el president here. As per usual on domestic flights in these days of Express Class and fuel surcharges, the probability of getting anything decent to eat was about the same as the probability of getting through the whole flight without any complaints. Indeed my dire predictions were confirmed when the "light refreshement"turned out to be one of the driest, hardest, most deformed ANZAC biscuits in recorded history. Fortunately my other dire prediction failed to materialise though as Qantas kindly provided Kath and Kim on the in-flight entertaiment program. Fortunately Mei was too tired to provide a suplementary laugh track for the rest of the passengers' enjoyment, as has been the case in the past with such in-flight screenings...
And so we duly touched down in Auckland. Seeing as people are reading this in hopes of finding grand tales of high adventure in exotic lands, I'll curtail this entralling account now lest I lose my readers somewhere between spagetti junction and the harbour bridge...
Over and out, next update from the Hong Kong.
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Woot, they're on the way! We can only hope that updates occur a little more frequently than a certain other website...although seeing that the promised photos of the farewell bash are nowhere to be seen one doesn't maintain a great deal of hope...
I would have been impressed if I'd even known there was a farewell bash - I'd been saving up a solid week's worth of insults to sling Mei's way while in Australia; and am now quite disappointed I didn't get a chance to follow through.
And Rock - if the authoritahs don't approve of Blogging(tm) due to its intrinsic freedom-of-speech implications, I might just know one or two anonymous proxies in "renegade" provinces... (read: Tibet, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, Mongolia, North Kor....)
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