Ins and outages
There have been outages of both the human and technological kind - so this is a catch-up post for the last 6 days! On the technological front, my internet has been down for days. I was at something of a loss... not to mention being hamstrung from a communication point of view.
The human outage consisted of a stomach flu that has made it's way through the family. Thoughtfully, I'd noted dad's incubation period and observed that if I ended up with it, it would be due to arrive on Thursday when I was travelling to Wellington for work...
The flight down passed without incident (and Ngaruhoe poked it's head through the cloud on my way past). But during the day, I began to feel as though I was coming down with the flu - odd, I thought, not the tummy bug at all. By the end of the day I was sitting down during the workshop with my hand propping up my head to stop me laying it on the desk and the rest of the team muttering 'You don't look too good.'
The trip culminated in a piece of comedic tragedy that is made funnier with having lived through it. Usually seat selection on a flight is determined by positioning myself away from the wing and on the scenic side of the plane to take photographs... praise the Lord that today this meant having chosen the very back seat of the plane. After dozing during the flight, I woke for landing and as we taxied into the terminal I had the sudden realisation I was going to be sick.
The air hostess happened to be going past - and reared out of my way when I rose urgently from my seat. Galloping past the steward - who was in the midst of thanking us all for flying with Air New Zealand - I ratcheted myself into the bathroom and then proceeded to do the deepest uttanasana I've done for some time (the physical angles required to vomit into an aircraft toilet are something of a feat). Briefly, it went through my mind that it would be a bit undignified if the door (which my backside was pressed hard up against) flew open. Thankfully it held.
It's only just occurred to me this minute to hope that the sound effects of me losing my lunch weren't transmitted down the microphone along with the suggestion to take care as items may have moved in flight.
Once I'd finished, a few deep breaths and a bit of mopping of cold sweat with a tissue made me conscious of what was happening in the cabin. Feeling an urgent need to get off the plane as quickly as possible, the last thing I wanted was to be trapped in the loo as everyone else got off first. So bravely out the door I came - to meet the entire back section of the plane staring at me with a mixture of horror and sympathy.
I managed to mutter 'excuse me,' and lurched back to my seat to grab my bags, claiming poll position as the doors opened: unsurprisingly there were no objections. Down the steps, I fair galloped across the tarmac with the radar firmly set for HOME. Given the recent confirmation that I did indeed have the tummy-bug and the fact that it involved vomiting and diarrhoea for the rest of the family, I was keen to get the hour long drive home out of the way before the next wave hit. As a kid who used to get car-sick, I have a long history of vomiting on the side of the road, but I wasn't too sure about coping with the other department.
It was a speedy trip home to say the least. Once there, I thankfully collapsed into bed to ride out the storm. It's taken a few days to get back to normal, but I'm glad to report energy and appetite levels are returning! Hopefully, internet access is similarly recovered, and blog posts will also now resume.
Usually I prefer each day to have it's own post, but there are a few too many to catch up on, so here they all are. I have still managed a photo every day, even if some of them are a bit uninspired!