The dog has taken to sitting by the luggage with big eyes. He know's something is up. He's dearly hoping we wont leave him behind…well I have news for him, and it's all bad.
A call out for friends to request English treats has left little space for our clothes, never mind the dog.
We have more Shredded Wheat than shreddies; its the largest exodus of penguins from the northern hemisphere EVER (fortunately only the biscuit variety.); to keep the penguins happy, we have some weird mushy Swedish herring stuff, which I'm not convinced will be allowed in the country (at least people will be able to see us featured on 'Border Patrol'); and enough tea bags to keep all the ex-brits in NZ happy for a year.
Only one sleep until we start our journey, all pretty excited/nervous all at the same time.
Hope we don't forget toothbrushes...
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