Air New Zealand to San Francisco

Finally got everything together, bags packed, ticket in hand ready to head back to San Francisco. The flight seemed extraordinarily long, and I was in the exact middle of the plane, so not much entertaining on the way. (the movies didn't look appealing either)
After a delay at customs in San Francisco where they decided to re-interview me, I was finally allowed in to the USA. Erich met me at there.
We drove home via a beautiful mountainous scenic route, like traveling in the Waitakeres.