Trip of a lifetime

Sunday column

The last way I wanted to start my train trip was an argument with Mike Hosking. Or rather: ranting at someone supremely oblivious to any noise I’m making. But I did anyway, tapping out a denunciation as we glided down Tamaki Drive and over Hobson Bay.

Our warm welcome on the intercom explained we'd be going quietly for the next little bit because of sub…

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