Oh the joys of walking off a plane after over 12 hours in
the air and feeling as though you smell like the morning breath of the other
200 passengers on board (or perhaps it was my own morning breath I smelled –
yuck!). The flight actually wasn’t
too bothersome and thankfully, you don’t really notice the smell of morning
breath until after you get off the plane and take a whiff of fresh air. Checking in on the other hand is quite
the ordeal! I always thought
getting INTO other countries was the hard part. Oh no, it’s getting OUT of the U.S. We make it super easy for other people
to control their boarders and keep the Americans out unless they’ve jumped
through hoops of fire and performed circus acts (I supposed jumping through
hoops of fire is a circus act… hmmm… anyways). After two hours at check in and an extra $700 spent, I was on
my way. Yes, I dare say breathing
morning breath for 12 hours is far more pleasant than my stressful 2 hour check
in.
Flight 1 Los Angeles, USA to Auckland, New Zealand – I watched
Silver Lining Playbook and enjoyed every second of it. I really like Jennifer Lawrence and am
now a big fan of Bradley Cooper.
If you haven’t seen it yet, do!
The story line is good, but the acting is excellent! After breakfast I
tried to watch Life of Pi and made it maybe 10 minutes into the movie before
falling asleep. I woke up
somewhere in the middle and turned it off. Then, for some reason of which I’m not sure, I thought it
was a good idea to watch The Hobbit.
After about 20 minutes of that I fell back asleep until breakfast
time. I had an aisle seat and
unfortunately on Air New Zealand when the person in front of you lays their seat back they're laying in your lap… “Oh, hello stranger!” Even when you lay back into
someone else’s lap there’s still little room because the bottom of the seat
moves forward… weird. I’ve never
been more grateful to have short stubby legs than I was in the moment my knees
hit the back of the seat in front of me and I thought “Damn, I’ve actually got
it good compared to someone who is, say 5’5” as opposed to my 5’4”. Bless the person’s knees who is over
6’.” Thankfully I have the gift of
sleep. I can sleep just about
anywhere if I’m tired enough and sleep is what I did with someone’s head in my
lap, my head in another’s lap, and my knees pressed again the seat back.
Flight 2 Auckland, New Zealand to Brisbane, Australia – Uneventful,
which is absolutely perfect after all the events leading up to flight 1. After a nice catnap I finished watching
The Hobbit. It was good, but I
like The Lord of the Rings better.
Flight 3 Brisbane, Australia to Port Moresby, Papua New
Guinea – By the time I boarded this flight I realized what an excellent checked
luggage packer and a terrible carry-on luggage packer I am. I’m a meticulous packer and can fit
things in places you didn’t even know existed in your suitcase. When it comes to carry-on luggage
though I packed only a laptop, iPod, camera, and several books. This is all good and well, but after 36
hours without brushing your teeth or applying deodorant you start to develop a
stench and one that’s not too pleasant when combined with the morning breath
smell I acquired on the first flight.
So here I sit using a napkin to “brush” my teeth and a piece of Extra to
give that fresh breath smell (or so I hope). Also, all my power converters made their way into my checked
luggage. This is all fine and well
until you find out you’ll be stuck in a foreign city in a foreign country for 6
days and your only source of communication is a laptop and an iPod both of
which have batteries that are nearly drained. Thankfully, my message about being stuck in Port Moresby was
received and a ride from the airport to a house was arranged as well as getting
me on a flight out the next day.
The people I stayed with were lovely and provided a much needed shower,
bed, and food. I know people who
know people and this turned out to be a very, very good thing.
NOTE TO SELF (and everyone else): When taking international
flights pack essentials in your carry-on… toothbrush, tooth paste, deodorant, and
power converters!
Flgiht 4 Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea to Kavieng, Papua
New Guinea – This was the shortest flight of all (about 2 hours) and seemed
like the longest. At this point I
was beyond ready to be at my destination and 2 hours seemed like an
eternity. I do believe part of
that was because I spent the entire flight holding back a retch that would most
likely put me on bad terms with the passenger sitting next to me. Lucky for me (and him) I did not vomit,
but continued to feel terrible for the remainder of the evening. I think all the traveling/flying/no
sleep/airplane food finally caught up to me.
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