We decided to take one last trip before we flew out, so Monday we drove down to Hawke's Bay. The area is known for its wines, so we spent the day driving around the countryside, stopping at a few wineries, and having an unbelievable platter at a cheese makers. That night we had a delicious meal at a stunning winery, Mission Estate, the oldest in New Zealand. Tuesday was sunny and beautiful, the first clear skies we've had in a few days, so we wandered the ocean front's rocky beaches and browsed the store fronts on Marine Parade. I was anxious to get back and continue packing, though, so we headed home mid-day.
This is where the whining came in. After an hour or so of carefully stacking shirts, pants, shorts, sweaters and everything else into ziploc bags and squeezing all air out of them, I was congratulating myself for having gotten a year's worth of clothes into my suitcase. It was then that the painful realization struck. There was no room for my shoes. Both Cory and I had thinned out our wardrobes, and I'd even been so brave as to whittle down my shoe collection by a few pairs. Looking at the jam-packed suitcase and, alongside it, a long row of shoes, shoved me into crisis mode - which, in my case, is a lot like intensive whining.
The crisis was averted when quick-thinking Cory promised his nearly-in-tears wife that she could ship home a box of cold-weather clothes, leaving room in her suitcase for her shoe collection. So that has been added to our to-do list, which includes other exciting tasks like closing the bank account, picking up the rental car, turning in hosptial id's, and cleaning out the frig.
We fly out Thursday, July 9th, just two weeks shy of our year's anniversary here in New Zealand. Hard to believe...
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