Most of New Zealand was covered with clouds. Only Parts of the northern island and the peaks of several mountains looked out. While we were flying to the airport, we crossed the clouds. Then the plan followed the valley until it’s gears touched the airway. The airway isn’t quite long, so we had to break quickly and strong. After I leaved the plane, I crossed the airport building to get to the baggage claim. A call to my host family and 10 minutes later I was picked up by Dick Berry, who drove me to the house.
The house has one ground floor, with a garage included. It’s surrounded with a garden and has a terrace on the back side.
Although the house is situated near the airport, the planes don’t make much noise.
The weather becomes better and at the afternoon, there are just some cumulus clouds on the sky. But now I’m too tired to go on a trip.
42 Robertson St, Frankton
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