Leaving on a Jet plane..

I never really listened to John Denver so as I walked onto the plane on Friday I was singing it my own way.

I used to work at a shop in the airport and ‘people watched’ the many little soap operas as they unfolded. Lovers, families, friends saying goodbye. This time it was my show, played out amid ambivalent onlookers, complete with real tears. Its funny how in this time before I left everything had such compounded meaning – last words, meals, I love you’s. As the plane climbed I could see Manukau Heads and Whatipu from my window seat. When Trean and I were tramping there last week we saw a plane fly overhead. I was now in that plane – seeing things from the other perspective. It was not lost on me that ‘new perspectives’ might be the theme for this whole adventure.

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