Early in our second week, I discovered an immensely helpful Managed Isolation Facebook support group. From entering until we left, almost everyone from the hotel staff, the NZDF, the police and security, were amazing.
The only hiccup was a sombre security guard in the exercise area who scolded me like a naughty schoolgirl for wearing my own mask. Nowhere was it stated you HAD to wear one provided. The hospital-type . . . you know, the one that doesn't fit correctly so slips down your face and you have to keep touching it to pull it up? No prizes for guessing why I wasn't so keen on those. That was a minor inconvenience.
Similar to our UK lockdown experiences, we watched a snippet of spring's blossoming on our walks around the carpark and gardens. Covid-19 brain-tickling nasal swabs were taken on days three and 12. Although unpleasant, they weren't painful.
We had a couple of visits from Jamie, chatting through the two-metre wide fence. A Wellness Team called the room frequently, and NZ Healthline contacted us regularly. We downloaded the well-functioning NZ Covid Tracer App. They've spent billions in the UK and still don't have one anywhere near as good as this.
Payment for MIQ commenced shortly before we arrived. We came on one-way tickets, with the intention of staying at least six months, so haven't had to pay. Since then, a place in MIQ must be booked BEFORE a flight.
We completed our managed isolation exactly 14 days from landing. We realised a couple of days beforehand we'd miss our cosy third floor room, with Christchurch Airport and the snow-topped Southern Alps glimmering majestically in the distance.
We had a king-sized bed and large bath. We hired an exercise bike, and relished time to catch-up. For me that was working (I'm a digital marketing consultant) and writing daily blog posts about MIQ; for Barry getting his purchasable digital jigsaws finalised.
On September 4 we were informed of the time of our specially-chartered flight to Auckland. When we'd rearranged our flights for the third time, Air NZ booked us a flight to Gisborne on Sunday December 6, insisting we'd have to remain until then. By the time we were able to rearrange this only one seat remained on the Saturday afternoon flight. Barry took this and surprised Tom at his 30th birthday party.
We're incredibly thankful to be in an almost Covid-free country. Having bought a campervan to travel around New Zealand, we've called her NZAreandare and continue to blog about our journeys. Barry's taking some superb photos you may want to check out.
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