It’s a rare treat for me to stay on the 17th floor of a downtown hotel in Auckland. However, my daughter Sarah was visiting Auckland from the USA on business, so I was quick to offer to be her chef and chauffeur so I could spend some precious time with her during her flying visit. Being late to bed and up at the crack of dawn (not because of my duties, but because I take a night or two to settle in a new place) provided some photographic rewards.
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