

Wellington, New Zealand
As we only had a double duvet, which Bob rightly claimed, I was adamant that I would be plenty warm enough under the small blanket which I had 'borrowed' from Air New Zealand. I was wrong, which resulted in a midnight stumble around the room to find warm things but otherwise it was a blissful night out of the enema.
The 22km of toil the day before lead to a leisurely start and Bob's shin induced a certain amount of hopping and cursing whilst I inspected the air ...