At the Gladstone airport. Computers means you always have to learn something new
Christchurch Airport, New Zealand
Well we're off to a great start with Location on the computer won't change so that it reads Christchurch airport not Gladstone
Dee trying to get me arrested by smuggling a knife into my carry on. Me thinks she might just want a holiday on her own.
Anyway we got to Brisbane and found out that when Air NZ swapped our flights they never changed our tickets. Gave us a little heart stop but the worst thing that happened was we had to collect tickets and check luggage at each stop so no biggy.
One would think that but if he didn't keep moving things around the first aid kit and toolzal would not have been in his hand luggage in the first place. But then again you never can tell what I may be thinking after 35 years of living with him. ;) We did wonder after arriving at each airport if it was smart of us to fly on public holidays when trying to find something healthy to eat and of course Pat didn't seem to care. End result was meals few and far between. Sorry JC.