I (heart) Aotearoa

Am at the LAX airport waiting for the second leg of this long, long flight back to London. Having spent the last 10 days back home in Auckland, I leave with a heavy heart. Who knew that leaving the second time round would be harder than the first?

This trip is officially the best 10 days of my life. If ever there was a fairytale wedding, last Saturday was it. I miss you guys so much. God Bless New Zealand.