Just driving away from the Auckland International Airport right now. Even though I wasn’t traveling anywhere, I still feel a rush as I see the groggy-looking, exhausted yet exhilarated travellers who find even their first, not so glamorous view of Auckland - the airport carpark and surrounding industrial areas - novel and exciting. I wish I could be a groggy-looking traveller, except I wouldn’t be getting off at the Auckland airport, but at the Bangkok or Brazilian airport. My dream job would be to be a travel writer. Can you imagine being paid to travel and write about your adventures?
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