Central Plateau, North Island

Central Plateau, North Island
View from a friend's farm

Friday, 7 August 2015

No Photos From My Camera Today

I tried to take some  pics from the plane window, but nothing looked right, so today is " Words Only". Our wonderful friend who has come to the rescue with his silver chariot, AKA Ford wagon, so many times, picked me up and drove me  to the airport. Wet  and windy, oh well, I cannot do anything about that.

Boarded on time, I had weighed my cabin bag, and measured it, well within the weight and total cm allowance. I tried to get it into the overhead locker, no luck. A tall man tried, no luck. I then opened it and took out my toilet bag. Luckily this is not a feminine frilly one in pink, but a very handy Kathmandu one in pale blue, rather like a  very, very small overnight bag, Then another man jammed it in!!! Phew, first hurdle over.

Take off, OK, turn and bank OK, lovely lady next to me, we chatted most of the way, until the approach to Auckland, lots of rocking, ups and downs, then we landed, I was last off, as I then had to repack my bag, waiting till others had  crushed alongside each-other in   the aisle as they all struggled to be off first. What was their hurry, we wondered. Slowly walking  to the exit, a Tall.. Dashing.. Good Looking PILOT came by my side,

Did I mention Young and Good Looking??

 " Would you like me to carry your bag? Are you going far?" Yes please, just to the island outside , a friend is picking me up. " Do you know her car?" Yes, a silver one and the number plate is XXXXXX.'" There it is, I can see it, will you be all right now by yourself" Yes,  thank you so very  much for your help, here she comes now.'
Do all pilots have such wonderful eyesight?
Friendship comes in all shapes, sizes and age, and for me this kindness and the company of my travel companion made today so much better.
Elaine collected me, I had a practise drive from where Trev's funeral is tomorrow to her home, coffee, we drew a map, and  all is well.
I wonder how things are at home, I have been given instructions and warnings about driving, taxis, public transport, and locking all doors!! Family do care so much.
I am posting this  direct from my blog, so no photos of my own, no font choices, and no Live Writer.
Below, courtesy of the Internet, Auckland City at Night.

 
Quotation  of the day, author unknown
 
" The same stars shine on all cities, and turn on their brilliance once the lights are switched off"
 
Greetings from Jean




14 comments:

Leeanne said...

Cute post! Lovely Pilot, there are heaps of sweet thoughtful people in the world, that's what I choose to focus on.

Barbara Lilian said...

Loved reading your post today. It was not a journey for pleasure, but made a little easier for you by other peoples kindness. take care.

Out To Pasture said...

Left behind in the offloading airplane crush only to be aided by a handsome young pilot. 'Good things come to those who wait.'

eileeninmd said...

Hello Jean, so happy you had a smooth flight and sounds like an awfully nice pilot. I love your quote today. I just wish you were traveling for fun rather than a friends funeral. So sorry, my prayers go out to the family. Have a great weekend!

Kate said...

I am glad you enjoyed your encounter with the good looking pilot.
Always a nice way to start your day.

Carol Mattingly said...

I would love to visit that city as it looks so gorgeous. I read your post vehemently hoping all would go well from getting on to taking off to landing. Fantastic. Take care. Carol

TexWisGirl said...

what a sweet pilot to help you! loved that! be safe!

camp and cottage living said...

So good to know that you've made it there, Jean.
and I'm happy to hear you were treated so well
by those folks on the airplane.

Hannah said...

You must feel really special after all the help you had for your flight! I don't think I've ever actually seen the pilot of any airline on which I've flown. And handsome, too! I'm so glad you had a great flight.

Inger said...

Good that you made it safely and got help from a handsome pilot. No, I don't think that happens to very many of us.

KB Bear said...

What wonderful helpful people on the airplane! The pilot was best of all!!!!! There are good people in the world.

Ron Troke said...

When I began reading I noticed the font change and I can say it was just right for me and my graphic designer needs. It was a perfect size and thinness, just saying, winks!

Next time I fly to Auckland I'll ask for some help too ~~ a handsome great pilot is worth his weight in gold, I've been told. I guess that is why my father was a pilot! I'm a little bit biased I think.

Ron

Jennifer A. Jilks said...

Sure sounds like fun! We're doing well in BC!!!

Fundy Blue said...

I'm glad that Hugh is home, recovering, and has his pain under control. One step at a time. I'm sorry about your friend's loss. Losing Terry or one of my siblings is what I dread the most. We must enjoy each day and always let our loved ones know how much we care.

I LOVE to fly, Jean. I used to be afraid until I was on a particularly turbulent ride. It turned out that I was sitting by a naval engineer whose specialty was the structural strength of planes. He told me what we were experiencing was nothing, and showed me how to listen in on the pilots communicating in the cockpit. I don't know if United flights still have that feature, but it sure relaxed me at the time.

Your daffodils are lovely! That Wordsworth poem is one of my favorites!