I was secretly hoping today would never come, but it did. Luckily, we were all able to sleep in and start recovering from the hectic week of travel. But there was still so much I wanted to accomplish, I was tempted to wake everyone up in a frenzy, to get them out the door to sightsee on our last day. Eventually, Jody and I headed into the city to do a bit more sightseeing and souvenir shopping, while Bret stayed behind to pack a suitcase that we were desperate to send back with Jody to lessen our load as we continue our travels.
Traditional Maori haka in Cathedral Square
After getting back to the flat, I helped Jody with her final packing (thank goodness for vacuum sealed space bags after all the stuff she bought!) and Bret presented our overflowing suitcase too. Going out into the rain one last time, we set off for the airport, for the dreaded goodbyes. Helping her get checked in, we had time for one last NZ beer and chips in the airport bar. Reminiscing about the trips highs and lows (there weren't any) and what we'll have to plan on doing upon returning and reuniting in Omaha, it was a bittersweet way to end the trip. With a tearful goodbye, I promised Jody I would see her soon, and Bret and I went back home, in the cold rain, almost as if nothing had happened since the last time we went to the airport in the pouring rain. I was numb and sad, and wanted nothing more than to decompress and sleep away my worries. It was an amazing, unforgettable adventure, that will always bring the fondest of memories to my mind. I just wish it could have lasted longer!!!
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