A happy ending. Well, an ending.
I had Simon&Garfunkel in my head all day, singing Homeward Bound, but not unpleasantly. And we did - spoiler alert - make it safely home, despite the myriad things that might have gone wrong en route, all of which we angsted over. Holly and I went out on the beach at sunrise for half an hour. She looked for more pounamu and I photographed the lovely sky so we were both happy! Then we went to the airport and checked in for our flight and sat there biting our nails hitting "refresh" on the Departures From Christchurch page until we were reassured that our flight was coming The air was crisp and clear and the snow-topped mountains looked GORGEOUS. Alas, no photos because I am wary of wandering around an airport with a camera, and also there was a military helicopter there and a group of people in fatigues in the airport cafe. I did not want to find out the hard way that it is an offence to photograph army personnel, even if they were standing in fron...