Waiting in Christchurch

Sitting at work thinking about the trip to Australia and to the Wintermoon Festival with Dad and Ira my son. It seems to easy to travel these days, booking tickets on line, hotels, cars. I'm always excited to travel until about a week before departure, then I panic. Have I finished all my work? Will the plane crash? Will I get sick? Will I miss my plane? That's my worst nightmare missing my plane, nothing could be worse, I missed one plane once on the way to Dunedin. I shouldn't have gone anyway, stupid trip with a stupid ex boyfriend.Read more