They say whoever they are that all good things come to an end! But the connections, the companionship, the experiences—these will linger forever, and affect us forever. Very big, deep sigh! I last wrote at the ending of our Hobbiton adventure, when we returned to our campground in Rotorua. There we spent a final, enjoyable evening conversing with friends newly-met in the adjoining sites.
Sunrise the next morning found us winding up our camping portion of our sojourns and heading for Auckland, where we turned in the great beast and set forth for a night in a motel before the flight home—time to repack and repack and repack again until all fit into the suitcases within airline guidelines.
So our last sights of New Zealand at least ones we took photos of are from the motel—the gardens, the driveway…all on the Friday morning.
Eleven and a half hours later, LAX — no pictures from there! And then a wait until the 4 hour flight to Calgary…again, no pictures. So, our departure from Auckland at p. Next morning, Saturday, we went out to do some shopping for essentials we had run out of, only to discover several things wrong in this next picture. Yes, we are glad to be home. Thanks to all of you who have followed these adventure of ours. I will try and post a few more salient pictures in the days ahead without such wordy comments.
But knowing you were reading what I wrote made the exercise worthwhile. Today we set out for one last fling in New Zealand! But first, some housekeeping stuff. Our families back home want to know how we are faring, and in what are we doing such. So, here are the pictures of the great beast and the intrepid venturers! These were taken just tonight, after we had finally figured out how to make the best use of this limited space.
