We had a lovely breakfast outside watching the bay activities then a short walk along the beach. It really is a pretty place.
Trying the black and white mode
Next we stopped off at whale beach. It was a beautiful day, quite warm, and a stunning beach, but there were very few people on it. It even had a toilet!
From the cliff top
Posing again. If Kathy and I are there we apparently slot in either side but with arms pointing down.
Ah, here's the beach. Just the annoying family to the right and another one in the distance.
Next we stopped at a really posh bistro on the marina in Tutukaka and had a posh lunch.ian had clam chowder and Chris had a pork sandwich but they had to swop due to cabbage on the pork.
Along the way we passed lots of kiwi crossing signs, but they were all in bed.
Next beach up was even more deserted. Not a soul on it despite being right next to the road.
No crabs though, much to Ian's disgust.
We drove back into Auckland, harbour bridge again, this time the city was all lit up and looked amazing. I didn't get any photos but it was something like this.
We said our goodbyes to Vicky and it was time to leave. We dropped the car off, and the lovely apex man took us to departures. We checked in, once again found being British an advantage in passport control, found a base, and waited for boarding. The plane left early at midnight, then they fed us, we slept, woke up, they fed us again, and we were landing in Kuala Lumpur. These overnight flights are the best, especially ones like that with exceedingly well behaved children. We also had less time at KLIA than I thought so up in the blink of an eye we were on the airbus to Heathrow. This time we had a row behind the bulkhead, the ones with loads of legroom that you have to pay the earth for. Very nice. This one wasn't quite so good with time though, we left KLIA at 10am, 12 and half hour flight, then into Heathrow at 4.30. So we fed, dozed, fed, dozed again, watched films, dozed again etc. kids were well behaved again though. And we arrived a little early. The queue at passport control for non EU members was horrendous, we think a few big flights had arrived at once. Even the EU, electronic queue had a little wait, us british should have our own line and let the rest of EU battle it out with the rest of the world. New Zealanders can come in our queue of course. Baggage was out quick, and we pushed trough nothing to declare behind two Asian women with loads if great big boxes all parcel taped up. Really, what did they expect! 'Step this way' said a customs officer. We exited arrivals to a movie star welcome, hundreds of little face peered over the barriers, the other plane must have come from somewhere in Asia. But we did have our own welcome home in the form of heather and David who had come to pick us up. very much appreciated.
And that was that, our adventure was over, but what an adventure!













































