Face glued to the plane window,
Aotearoa came into sight. The land of the long white cloud living up to it's name, fluffy, snow like clouds with peaks peeking through. I always get excited when home comes into sight, like a kid. I'm sure the people on the plane with me wonder at this, although the lady next to me understood. She was returning after a while, a lot longer than me so was fighting to get her sight, the bonus of a window seat.
It was funny, I recognised her from somewhere. I put that thought aside as she enjoyed Iceage II and I read my book. Watching out the window we got talking. It seems we did know each other from a past life, when our kids were in Playcentre. It's a small world. We chatted a bit, she's home for a wedding. I'm home to see my family. Must go and have my NZ tomato on Burgen bread with a cuppa while it's still hot.
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