Well, we made it.
Quite a comfortable flight, left Auckland about 15 minutes late. we are 2 hours ahead in Hawaii (and a day behind), so no real danger of jet lag, which is a bonus.
I know a couple of the crew. Amanda used to work with us on the ground, before she went flying for Zeal, and then on to mid-haul with the 767s. She was in charge of the economy cabin. Rudy used to fly for Zeal, before he came to mid-haul. He told me that he is coming back to Christchurch to fly the A320s again. He doesn't like Auckland. I get it.
Same problem as any Amrikan Cusoms hall. Shortage of officers to process you, and the staff keep rearranging the queues, so that the first 25 people off the plane will always be last out. It's just a game they play.
Same as before, "right hand 4 fingers, right hand thumb" and so on. I must be in their database, 'cos I only needed to do the first fingers, and she said that's enough. My chubby fingers barely fit on the scanner, so maybe it reads big fingers better than the weedy little talons.
The one bonus here, is that while the customs officers are armed, they are quite cheerful and chatty. So probably less likely to shoot you for getting the arrivals card wrong, than those in LAX. Small mercies.
Once we got through customs, it was down the escalator to the baggage claim. Sarah's choice of luggage made them easy to spot.
Quite a comfortable flight, left Auckland about 15 minutes late. we are 2 hours ahead in Hawaii (and a day behind), so no real danger of jet lag, which is a bonus.
I know a couple of the crew. Amanda used to work with us on the ground, before she went flying for Zeal, and then on to mid-haul with the 767s. She was in charge of the economy cabin. Rudy used to fly for Zeal, before he came to mid-haul. He told me that he is coming back to Christchurch to fly the A320s again. He doesn't like Auckland. I get it.
Same problem as any Amrikan Cusoms hall. Shortage of officers to process you, and the staff keep rearranging the queues, so that the first 25 people off the plane will always be last out. It's just a game they play.
Same as before, "right hand 4 fingers, right hand thumb" and so on. I must be in their database, 'cos I only needed to do the first fingers, and she said that's enough. My chubby fingers barely fit on the scanner, so maybe it reads big fingers better than the weedy little talons.
The one bonus here, is that while the customs officers are armed, they are quite cheerful and chatty. So probably less likely to shoot you for getting the arrivals card wrong, than those in LAX. Small mercies.
Once we got through customs, it was down the escalator to the baggage claim. Sarah's choice of luggage made them easy to spot.
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