I'm packing to leave New Zealand. I hardly had time to hang out with Dennis and Sharon, but now it's almost 6 o'clock, and I am supposed to be at the airport very soon. Whoever is taking me isn't ready to go, and I'm not either, I'm just in a panic, pulling out the things that I need for the flight from my suitcase, and the clothes I'm going to wear on the plane - a comfortable shirt, and my light jacket that I usually wear for such occasions.