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family, holiday, island, lost luggage, tonga, tour guide, visit
I’ll be blogging with less frequency over the next week or so because I’m busy playing tour guide to my mum and my sister.
They arrived late on saturday night, delayed by three hours and then BOTH of their bags were lost by Air NZ. We were all praying hard that they would turn up on the first flight on Monday morning. It was inconvenient as neither of them had any clothes in their hand luggage or their medication and contact lens. (Make sure you pack these things in your hand luggage next time!)
On Sunday we took a tour around the eastern side of Tongatapu and introduced them to our friends at church. On Monday we hung out in town exploring and waiting anxiously to find out if the bags would turn up. They did! Only mum’s bag got flagged by customs and we had to wait for them to be properly inspected. Turns out that customs thought contact lens solution was alcohol.
I took mum and Irene to Pangimotu island yesterday and mum swam for the first time in what she suspects is 10 years. Which I can’t comprehend as I go to the beach at least once a week! Mum is busy falling in love with Piko (funny as she is a die hard cat fan) and Piko loves his grandma back.
