Bed of Roses

If life in New Zealand is meant to be a bed of roses, then yesterday we hit the thorns. Emotionally we were very up and down, which can be put down to a number of factors, not least disturbed sleep patterns as we were still recovering from jet lag. I write this post at 10.46am having finally had a good nights sleep and the boys are still well away, so maybe we have finally adjusted to the 11 hour time shift.

Our spirits yesterday were further dampenned by unsuccessful house hunting. We visited three properties. One was OK, but the other two left a lot to be desired. We're visiting more today, so hopefully we'll find somewhere nice.

Our spirits were raised at teatime with a call from Singapore Airlines to say that they had found the iPod that I (and I take full responsibility) had left on the plane following our flight frlom London. Even better news was that they had also found 'Chester', a green and puple teddy bear who's a member of the family and had gone missing on the flight into Christchurch. According to the email from the airline, Chester had been found eating honey sandwiches in the plane's galley!

Today we are going back to the airport to pick up the lost property and also collect our parcel of 'excess baggage' that we sent by air freight. We're also going out for dinner tonight with friends, so it will be good to see familiar faces.

So, here's to a better day. We knew there would be good days and bad, but the sun always follows the rain (eventually). And if the house hunting goes well today, we could be skiing tomorrow!