Tony Brewster<br/>Private Luxury Airport Lounge for Hedonist Dream Vacation Lottery Winners<br/>Any, none,<br/><br/>(http://i1089.photobucket.com/albums/i359/etinz/jw.jpg)<br/><br/>Twenty six hours ,that's how long it had taken to get from Auckland Airport to London, via LA, Tony guessed his youth and flying business class had helped a lot compared to some of the glazed looks from his fellow passengers who had endured cattle class. As he entered the private lounge his eyes tracked over the other people, a smile touched his face , he'd feared that this would be a wiener-fest and also that the women would be ..well less than appealing, he was glad to see both fears had proven to be incorrect.<br/><br/>Tony was dressed in jeans and sports shoes plus a warm top , he'd put that on moments after leaving the plane..it was bloody cold, he carried a small sports back and a backpack, no matter where this little trip took him he planned to expend his holiday by another six months(at least) by back packing his way to a yet unknown final destination....thank goodness for having two passports, the British one got him into all sorts of places the New Zealand one said he was one of the good guys...heck even the bad guys liked Kiwis , Tony had reasoned to his father and step mother, both of whom had little or no interest in world events, if they knew the truth about Tony's plans they would have had kittens as it was as long as he was armed with a credit card and a mobile they considered him safe.<br/><br/>"G'day" Tony said to the girl who had spoken about menu's, he had his vacation documentation in hand as his eyes inspected her closer....not bad, definitely worth getting up for at the least "So are you coming on this trip?" he asked boldly , a smile on his face.