Welcome to Quarantine in the City of Sails. Love, Bono
Welcome to Auckland the overhead sign proclaimed as we made our way through customs. The city we will not see, again. Twice my husband and I have landed in Auckland, the City of Sails, never to have experienced it. The first time we had a layover on our way to Australia, too tired to care we were in New Zealand. Now, the second time, we would be heading straight for a hotel for the two weeks of quarantine required because of Covid. It may have been mid-morning, but the bus to our downtown digs took us past nearly-deserted streets. Little…
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