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Well after peddling my Hot Pink Bits on the street for nigh on a month I am finally ensconsed in my office at home sweet home.
And I must say it’s lovely to be back in NZ, especially after a rather hairy plane trip.
There are no direct flights from Adelaide to Auckland (well not till next week anyway…wicked) and so I was faced with the prospect of lugging all 45 kilos of my props through a domestic flight and then an international one.
I knew the pretty pink tablecloths I bought at Spotlight in Adelaide were going to tip the scales and so I got an enormous carry on bag to fill up as much as possible.
A girl needs many things on a plane, chewing gum to alleviate ear popping, new Marian Keyes novel (which I read in about 24 hrs non-stop), pens and diary for salacious gossip (even if invented), passport with appalling photo to keep customs amused, Poeme perfume to disguise plane rot smell, tissues to sop up tears from new Marian Keyes novel, moisturiser to stop descent into open pore-a-rama and a willingness to drink as much savvy as possible to pass the time.
But as I had to disperse weight I also added various tablecloths, all my toiletries, left over flyers and posters from Hot Pink Bits, a ukulele (yes really) and all manner of crap. I knew it was heavy…..just not how heavy.
Luckily from Adelaide to Melbourne I got away with it unnoticed. Well the nice French man who hefted it up into the overhead compartment nearly popped le gasket and asked “Do you hev roksss in zer?” but apart from that I was in the clear.
One down, one to go.
Luckily my big bag was checked through to Auckland so in Melbourne I lied and said it was only 20 kilos (instead of 25) and she believed me…..sucker. I then tried to nonchalantly walk past the man weighing carry-on luggage BUT he nobbled me and I was sprung with….. a 20 kilo bag. I added up the excess and started sweating.
I returned to the counter and sheepishly told the sucker I had to check this bag too which was now 14 kilos (after removing what I could). She sighed and looked at me long and hard, it was as if time stood still and my life flashed before my eyes, she then smiled and said, “Go away.” Woooohoooo, I reversed the sucker opinion and offered to have her babies should she not want to carry children. She declined.
I then floated through customs and didn’t even mind being swabbed for TNT.
The flight then flew by with Marian to entertain and make me cry and I landed in Auckland at 1am.
Might see you soon.
Penny
Last updated: 30/04/2008
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