The time had finally come, our flight was confirmed and we checked in online. We had our negative covid tests, our isolation was booked in NZ. Everything was set to go but we knew we needed to have a temperature check before we could even enter the airport. I had a bit of a cold that was almost cleared up but the rest of us were all feeling well. We were dropped to the airport and joined the line to enter the airport.
I was at the head of the line and DC brought up the rear. Once we got to the top of the line and they checked our papers, the man took out 5 forms for health checks. He wrote down random temperatures on each of the forms with out even checking our temps. He then pointed a digital thermal thermometer at my forehead and waved me through. I went passed him and turned around to watch the others getting checked. It was hilarious, the thermometer was not even on!
There was quite a bit of rigmarole in the airport of needing to get copies made of covid test results and different desks all over the place. There was also a bit of a problem with our stop over in Brisbane (possibly because we were Kiwi's without a visa) We don't really know the issue but they got it sorted after some long phone calls. That being said, once we were through customs we were ready to board the plane. We were all given face shields that we would need to keep on for the next 27hrs of our journey home. The boys did so well and no one complained about the masks and shields. It was just one of those things you had to do. We were really well fed and we all managed to get a bit of sleep along the way.
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