This post is going to be short and sweet since we’ve been traveling for the past 24 hours…However, I have committed, once again to a daily blog post whilst on this 5 week tour in New Zealand.
This marks my third tour with the World Festival of Magic – New Zealand, and although some of the towns, theaters, and scenarios may sound familiar from my last 2 annual blogs, we have some new stuff in store – including new magicians, new tricks, and a new perspective. So let’s get started!
…Our journey began as soon as we reached LAX. Apparently a plane coming into the tarmac clipped the Air New Zealand plane we were supposed to be on, causing severe damage to its stabilizer, and forcing it to stay grounded for a few days.
Smart decision I’d say.
But that also left a whole group of confused and excited passengers inquiring about how they were going to get to Auckland. Including Chuck, Sheena, and myself.
We were put on a flight with QANTAS Airlines a few hours later that would take us to Brisbine, Australia. From there we would have a connecting flight to Auckland. They rushed us away without a connecting boarding pass…telling me that they would have no vegan meal available due to the short notice…Oh and also we would all have middle seats now.
Not only was our flight then delayed, but it also felt like a much longer flight to Brisbane than to Auckland, (possibly due to lack of food and congested sinuses). By the time we landed we only had an hour to go find our luggage, go through customs, get a new boarding pass- now through Virgin Airlines- and board our plane.
The problem was, that we couldn’t get to baggage claim, because we couldn’t get through customs, because we don’t have Australian Visas, BECAUSE WE WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE IN AUSTRALIA! So after much running back and forth, a representative printed us a new boarding pass and ensured us that our luggage would make it to Auckland with us. With no other choice (unless we wanted to pull a Tom Hank’s from Terminal) we decided to trust the nice lady with the neck scarf, and board our plane.
Right as the plane was taking off, I realized I left my favorite jean jacket on the previous flight..leaving me to grieve its loss without being able to control the outcome for the next 3 hours (a good life practice I suppose).
When we finally made it to Auckland, our luggage was no where to be seen, and my jean jacket hadn’t been found. They are all probably hanging out somewhere in Brisbane having a costume party.
The three of us slumped our way to the rental car office…tired, hungry, and realizing we were going to be wearing the same underwear again tomorrow.
But you know what they say…
A BAD DRESS REHEARSAL = A GREAT SHOW! So I just know that this year is going to be a blast!