Day 24 – 26; Auckland: “Come with me please, sir.”
The plane journey from Fiji to Auckland has not gone according to plan. My plan that is. In my ideal world people are swift (people who drive under the speed limit are not permitted in my world), considerate (if someone is waiting for me to finish choosing a muffin, I will let them go ahead of me while I deliberate and then go back to the queue when I’m ready) and control their children. The last point is going to set a lot of eyes rolling. Yes, I don’t have children so, no – I don’t know how difficult it is to keep a leash on the blighters.
But you know what I do know? Controlling them in a confined space where movement is restricted, urination requires queuing for the privilege and, depending on the gung-ho attitude of the guy up front piloting the bastard, will be up and down willy-nilly, is impossible.
Tags: auckland, black beach, tanuki