Oyster Card situation so I just wander into Auckland airport, bleep my card through the gates and hop on the plane as and when I please. Business class would be rather nice but I don't really mind. I miss trains, shopping in Boots, pubs, the trees, front doors of terraced houses and plugs with 3 prongs.
My parents fly out here at the end of August but I have started nagging my mum to see if she can slip in a quick visit before then too. I am playing on the parental guilt thing as I know how powerful it is when my children use it on me.