A call went out of the PA system in Dunedin: There was a windstorm in Wellington; anyone who didn’t want to fly today would be allowed to reschedule. There would be no guarantee that the plane would arrive at its scheduled designation.
Continue reading New Zealand: Windy Wellington Makes First Impression (or How I got on NZ TV!)
Getting off the train in Khabarovsk, it was cold. A bitter wind blew; tears streamed down our face. When we finally found our taxi, we both were hesitant to be outside. Even with our heavy gear on, it just wasn’t pleasant. Still, we would need to find food. However, after our arrival at the Intourist Hotel, it started to snow, and then it started to blizzard. The view went from pleasant to almost being a whiteout.
