So. After being tested for explosives twice (in both Adelaide and Melbourne), patted down once, being incorrectly told I needed to buy a return ticket from New Zealand before being allowed to board the plane, having my flight delayed due to computer failure, having my bags fully torn apart and searched in the Christchurch airport, discovering that the shuttle I had pre-booked and already paid for was no longer there, and travelling for a total of 14 hours yesterday, I finally arrived in New Zealand at midnight last night.
The good news is, it's gorgeous here and there are horses outside my window once more.