The Looooong Trek Home Part 3: Picton & the Ferry

This could not come soon enough for me! After the 1000+ kms driving we have done in the past couple of days, the toothache (Praise God for Ibuprofen!), the cold I had picked up along the way, and the lack of sleep from Easter Camp and the toothache, I was amping for my bed.

But those Southerners had to have the last laugh and the ferry was delayed by two hours due to bad weather in Cook Strait. I spent the two hours entertaining Kendal and Monique in my car, sleeping in my car, and praying that the Strait would be smooth because I get seasick. (Praise God for another answer to prayer for the Strait was relatively calm and the stars came out to welcome us into Wellington!)

As we finally left Picton, The Stevens whanau and I stood at the back of the ferry making up new words to the 'Shark' song from Easter Camp. For those in the know, our new lyrics included: "Say goodbye", "Crazy Southerners" and "Going home" do do do do do do do....

Above: Leaving Picton and the South Island.

Once we made it on the motorway in Wellington, I overtook the Stevens and went hard. My destination so near, I could nearly touch it! And then, once in Trentham, I turned down the wrong street, much to Sue, Si and my hysteria. Fancy forgetting where I lived!!

Anywho, I made it in one piece, only to discover my house completely done over. My dining table in my bedroom (completely made up with dishes and all!), my bed in the dining room, couches rearranged, easter eggs everywhere, my shower and microwave gladwrapped and... a Wellington Hurricanes scarf in the place where my Waikato scarf used to hang!

The night was absolutely freezing - worse than anything I experienced down south - and I went grocery shopping this morning. I also have a dentist appointment Monday night (the earliest they could fit me in). And now that I have spent my morning catching up with people, opening mail, and blogging, I better get home and start unpacking those boxes. Ciao.