advertising in the skies...
I think... that may be the nose of my zebra peeking back around the doorway. Because, put it this way, the previous thirty six hours or so have been very much of the "my zebra is halfway out the window** and heading for the high country" variety.
**Well, how else would a metaphor inspired by due South leave the building, I ask you.
But Kat just told me about a certain Awesome Blog, and then I rang up to rebook my flights, and I just happened to mention that my flight to Hawaii was for U2 and they waived the service fee as well as the date change penalty. I love Air New Zealand. (B, will email you in a bit, just trying to get things back under control again here.)
Boring Details (TM) post to follow. Later. When I can be bothered. Now I want to go squish Kat and ignore my responsibilities for a while...
**Well, how else would a metaphor inspired by due South leave the building, I ask you.
But Kat just told me about a certain Awesome Blog, and then I rang up to rebook my flights, and I just happened to mention that my flight to Hawaii was for U2 and they waived the service fee as well as the date change penalty. I love Air New Zealand. (B, will email you in a bit, just trying to get things back under control again here.)
Boring Details (TM) post to follow. Later. When I can be bothered. Now I want to go squish Kat and ignore my responsibilities for a while...