I wasn’t expecting the delivery for another few days. Even mega-pricey priority courier delivery takes a while when your order is coming from the US and you’re waaaay the heck down the other end of the world in NZ. So when the van pulled to a stop in the driveway and the courier knocked on my door, I kinda figured it’d be a local delivery for one of my family. Clothes. Computer software. Protein powder. Nothing to get too excited about.
Wrong.
It was a heavy box. Addressed to me. From the US.
Wo...
Published on May 18, 2014 18:41