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Wednesday, June 29, 2011
My hostel, the YHA Wellington City, was very easy to get to by bus, especially with a very helpful bus driver. The hostel was in a pretty happening area and right across the street from a New World, where I got some food and beer. I was ecstatic being around things so modern and clean again! I was especially blissful when I had my first hot shower (in a clean and modern bathroom) in three weeks - it just felt so indescribably amazing! After lounging in the modern shared area and chatting with my roommates, I went to sleep in the warmest and most comfortable bed I've had in well over a month - one of the most amazing feelings ever. I love New Zealand hostels.
I used my long stopover in Auckland to book my hostel, have a "modern meal" of KFC, and catch up on e-mails is I haven't had access to the Internet in two weeks. My parents were apparently very worried about me since in my previous message, I told them next contact would be in a bit over a week. Guess I'll need to give better estimates in the future.
Apparently, nearly all domestic flights are cancelled with the exception of Air New Zealand, who kept their flights operating at a lower altitude below the ash clouds, even when they have to shoulder the increased costs. I am glad I booked with them - this is one of the many reasons Air New Zealand is my favourite airline.
Apparently, nearly all domestic flights are cancelled with the exception of Air New Zealand, who kept their flights operating at a lower altitude below the ash clouds, even when they have to shoulder the increased costs. I am glad I booked with them - this is one of the many reasons Air New Zealand is my favourite airline.
I got up at 7am after a night of disrupted sleep due to the surprising cold. As I was leaving walking to the road, the nice old lady from last night cheerfully shouted "bye" to me from her house. At the airport, there were signs for some Pacific-based airlines I read about but didn't realize they were still around, like Air Kiribati and Our Airline, which had a very interesting history as Air Nauru.
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