A weekly ode to the joys of moaning about your holidays.
A few weeks ago I wrote about the grumblings from some travellers regarding the growing pains of Auckland International Airport. My point was, yes, it's a bummer (albeit a necessary one) that the place is in a perpetual state of refurbishment, but claims that the airport is substandard or even an embarrassment for international visitors are little more than ill-informed hyperbole. That was the basis of the yarn ("The constant complaining about Auckland Airport", November 13) and by and large, I'm standing by it.
You'd hope so, seeing as it was written by me and it was less than a month ago.
So what's changed? Waiting in line for 40 minutes to declare the food you're carrying is a sealed box of koala and kangaroo-shaped chocolates* bought at Sydney Airport. For the record, the "Nothing To Declare" lines looked to be moving almost as slowly, but given the getting off of the plane, the doing the e-scan of the passport and the gathering of the bags had been so quick, this queue took me by surprise.
It shouldn't have, because in September I'd had the same thing after arriving back from Melbourne: off the plane in no time, no queues nor delays at the scanning of the passport, bags on the conveyor belt just as you're walking through and then right about the time you're getting cocky you've gone from touchdown to in the car in less than 30 minutes, you hit the lines.