Or is it still day 23? I’m not sure.
It’s now 2200/10pm on the 22nd of December.
Which is weird, because my flight left Christchurch (with a slight delay) at 2030 on the 22nd. And I left Auckland at 2300/11pm, which the clock on my computer tells me is about an hour from now.
The cats are not confused and are glad to have me back. The time in ANZ’s premium economy passed quickly despite a bumpy ride. I especially like the decorative graphics in the left-side lavatory. I want to read that guidebook to the nude ski resorts of New Zealand.
I’ll unpack tomorrow then settle in to ignore the holidays. The day after tomorrow it’s my brother’s turn to hop on a plane and get out of the country for a bit. I’m beginning to look forward to the next adventure, with perhaps a bit less reluctance than this time.