Although a blah month overall, its quickly saved by a trip to the underbelly of the earth New Zealand which was peppered with a little too much aviation adventure for my taste.
I'm a bit nervous, of course, and feeling a bit insecure.
He's a clever one, all right.
Before we knew it, we were bobbing along back in the clouds.
I don't think I want to spark an international incident...
I make a very poor secret agent, though.
Or maybe I'm just a little homesick.
And the view of Auckland from the sea at sunset is fantastic.
I know it's irrational, but I'm almost sick with fear.
It's the best homecoming I've ever had.
Disillusionment seems to be the theme of the week.
Talk about dodging a bullet.