Stinky screwdriver

Kia Ora! We arrived with minimal trouble and harm. The only things that were in our way was the airport security and really smelly woman. After our folks dropped us off, we were immediately faced with a predictament. Little did we know that I had a screwdriver in my bag (a screwdriver that screws my removavle cleats into my boots). So after a long investigation and a few security men asking me many questions, they let me go. And off we went... Our seats were the second to last pair of seats on the plane (which was nice because they were 3 of 60 seats that had only two seats next to one another). BUT as we walked back we were hit with a stinky smell of B.O. NASTY this old woman had the WORST B.O. ever. We had to deal with that for 13 hours. HSR was pretty disguised. It was way worst than Rotorua.