Johnnie, the Walker

It was last night in Thailand and the aircraft beckoned for me to be flown back for the last leg of the road trip from Auckland to Wellington...What mysterys with the shipping agents and customs awaited me there I wonder?.....It was nearly midnight and I was having a last tincture in a bar off a pleasantly busy and bustling side street. I felt philosophical....I have had many experiences on this trip...a rollercoaster of a ride...and thats just my driving...I had several adventures in one really ...the road trip through Europe to the gateway of the middle east...the shipping (a feat in itself) of the MG Magnette which would ensure the survival of 1 very rare British Classic and reunite me with my Grandfathers legacy...the trip to Thailand and Bangkok and the beautiful trip down to Ko Tao.....and the final run in New Zealand down to Wellington.
I had been fortunate to meet many people from all over Europe and indeed other travellers from around the world, all with the same things in common.To see as much of the world as possible...It would be another 14 hours before I had to depart for the airport, hopefully with at least one decent item of clothing to return with...the rest of my clothes were now in tatters ...
The next day I awoke by 9am and packed my things for the trip back to Auckland. I set off for the taylors and there was a my suit, they must have been up all night tayloring away. I paid my bill and set off for my last Thai meal, a local Thai restaurant where no travellers, other than myself went. The food was truly tasty but quite hot. I wondered after if this was such a good idea after for a longhaul flight, it was too late by now....
I picked up my backpack and set off for the airport....4 hours before the flight was due, the traffic being so hectic in Bangkok....
On arrival I found the duty free shop and found that I could not take liquids over 100 mil into New Zealand so no malt whiskey for me....oh joy...I found a nice place to watch the world go by and spent my last few thousand baht on some over priced beer at the airport....before I knew it time had flown by and it was time to board, I would have to go via Sydney which would make the journey unecessarilly long, such was the case when I booked the ticket at the last minute. I could only hope that there wasnt a screaming child next to me on the plane....
I boarded the plane and sat down next to a screaming child...ahhhhh....what gives?..the mini bar would take care of that, I ordered a whiskey for me and the child and he got steadily mellow(only kidding)..actually I started screaming at that point...no malt whiskey...only bloody Johnnie Walker?!
The flight was pleasant enough and eventually I arrived in Auckland....took the airport taxi to the centre and found a backpackers...it felt like prison after my beach hut...I would rather have my lizard and rat back thank you please.....then decided to contact shipping to find out where the car was...it was to be 1 week late and I would have to wait in auckland. I thought I would spend the time wisely so contacted MAF and Customs...I would have to be at their office in the morning and then go to see shipping then see another agency to get the vehicle to and from the point of inspection and then take it to the Land transport agency for a rigourous vehicle test and only then could I get the MG reregistered...assuming it didnt need any work done to it? And after taking the shipping container back to the wharfe...I got all the info...and the expense projection and took a look at how long and how much my accomodation was going to be while I was here.....this wasnt going to be easy!!!