The flight from Bali was only 5 hours so there wasn’t much time to sleep especially considering the time taken to serve food and drinks. We arrived in Sydney completely exhausted at 7am to beautiful bright sunshine that wasn’t to leave us for the next two days. My oldest brother Jeff picked us up from the airport and we spent the rest of that day catching up with him, his wife Julie and their 14 month old bundle of joy, Chelsea. We were spoiled rotten the whole time to the point that Julie had baked a lemon meringue pie and cooked roast lamb especially for our visit. The following day Jeff drove us to see the Opera House, Harbour Bridge, Darling Harbour etc and then to their almost finished new home in Castle Hill. The drive back took us through the northern beaches, stopping in Manly to let Chelsea run in the sand in her squeaky shoes. The stay in Sydney was all too short and before we knew it, Sunday morning had come around and it was time to catch our flight to New Zealand.
The Sydney opera house
Sara and I at Darling Harbour
Sara and I with our niece Chelsea at Manly beach
STRAIGHT TO THE RUGBY
Coming from New Zealand means that I have rugby in my blood. Within 30 minutes of landing in Wellington Sara and I found ourselves at WestPac Trust Stadium watching the Wellington Lions beat Taranaki in, what felt like, sub-zero temperatures. It was in fact 15C (or about 60F).
Wellington v Taranaki at the Cake Tin
There's no friends like old friends
We have now had a couple of days to get acclimatised to the cooler weather and to enjoy many of the creature comforts that we had been longing for in Asia. The remainder of this week will be spent catching up with my close friends, playing some golf and watching some of the DVDs we purchased along the way. On Sunday afternoon we drive 4 hours north to the ski town of Ohakune where we plan to spend the following two weeks.
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