Dont Fly into Wellington

Returning from my final interview in Auckland, our Quantas flight Captain made the announcement of 90kph winds in Wellington.

The first half of the flight was great. I had my crackers, cheese, a complementary glass of cabernet merlot sauvignon (yes all three, one glass) and a classic episode of Two and Half Men. Unlike flights in the states, they still give you free food even if the flight is only a hour.

Descending into Wellington, we became a model plane on strings hopping across the sky. Now my snacks were in my throat. I braced my seat and did some Lamaze breathing. Sarany met me at the airport and I needed to have a moment on solid land. My stomach was still unsettled and the entire winding drive home I had to hang my head out of the window to cure my nausea.

And to think I grew up on rollercoasters . . . .