I woke up to the sound of kittens running, ipad's beeping and noisy kids. I was going home today to pick up my older sister, older brother and Dad from the airport in Auckland. I had been in Tauranga for the week with my Mum’s twin sister and her family and my Mum and I were going home in time for the plane to land.
“Mum, are we going soon?” My Mum was in the kitchen eating her breakfast. “Yes, eat some breakfast, and then get everything that’s yours so we can pack the car.” So I sat down and ate before going back to my room. It wasn’t very hard, so I just needed to grab my pillow and make my bed.
When I had finished packing, I took my bag out to the car, while I was out there I heard my cousin asking her Mum if they could come with us so that they could come to the airport too. “Mum, Please, Please, Please can we go with them, I really want to pick Uncle up from the airport!” My cousin wasn’t going to stop there, she carried on until her Mum said, “Okay, you can go with them and I will bring the rest of the kids later on today okay?” She was so excited she ran into her room and started to pack straight away.
The passengers in the end were Sally my cousin, my youngest sister Jedida, my Mum and myself. The rest of them, were going to travel back later that day. So off we went, on our long three hour trip back to our home. During the ride, we stopped for lunch in Waihi and played on the park for a bit.
After we had arrived and unpacked the car, we started to clean up the house a bit because when the rest of the family arrived, including the ones on the plane, there were going to be 11 people in the house staying for a week. So we started to clean, clean, clean until they got there and when they got there, they started to clean as well!
Tick, Tick, Tick, I was in the kitchen watching the clock, it was only 12.00am and we were leaving at 1.00am because my Dad’s flight had been delayed. In the lounge, everyone was watching tv so I went to join them before I got ready to walk into the cold, cold winter night.
When we got to the airport, my Mum dropped me and Sally off at the entrance before she went to go and find a park. So Sally and I squished our way through the crowd to the actual waiting port. We looked up at the sign where it said, “Apia” and next to it, “Processing” So we knew that they could be there any minute. We saw lots of people come out before our first relative, it was our older cousin and he got through quick because he only had a carry on bag so he didn’t have to get his bag or check it or anything.
Finally, the rest of our family got through and when they did, there were lots of hugs and lots of the same question, “How was it?” or “Did you have a good time?” So it was good that we could all come and welcome them home. Everyone was tired so we all packed into the car and started on of the shorter journeys of the day, on our way home.
