After the way I felt in Napier I really had half a mind to finish my cycle trip there. What used to be my good knee was in no small amount of agony, my eyes burned from the dust and sun having had no protection for three days, my bad wrist was starting to hurt, …
Going from my (reasonably) routine life in Wellington, the last few weeks have once again become more akin to that of a traveller. Jeff, Liz and I parted ways, as one by one we left the city we loved to begin new adventures. I finished my job in the office and finally began my Cycle …
At first glance an interesting and diverse city, a longer acquaintance with Wellington really allows you to appreciate its full character. Enjoying life as a resident, rather than a tourist, has really given me time to explore what the capital has to offer. Far from feeling like your average big city, I live within twenty …
The end of 2015 marked my first calendar year not having set foot on English soil. Now back in Wellington I spent my time with Liz, Luca and Adam, all of whom I previously met either in Wanaka or working at Mt Ruapehu. Something I haven’t really experienced within my sixteen months of travel is …
The first day on my bike was without a doubt the hardest. Largely because it is not wise to set off at 3pm when you do not know how long a journey will take, but also because of the insistent headwind that accompanied me all afternoon. That said, I still (for the most part) thoroughly …
My week in Levin was spent with Radha and Charles, a retired couple living a vegan, largely organic and increasingly self-sufficient lifestyle. Meeting me at the bus stop, Radha drove me back to their house and began to explain the work they had been doing over the past two years. Their land had been nothing …
The end of my time with Adam took an unexpected turn, in the form of a yellow bicycle. Leading up to this moment were a series of events, making it seem very much like this was meant to be. So, let me backtrack a little… I was due to leave Adam’s place on Saturday and …
My first impression as I got off the bus, into Adam’s car and driving up the muddied track to his house, was just how in the middle of nowhere it was. I was met at the bus stop, or I should say, where the bus stopped at the side of the road, by Adam, my …
The last two months of my ski season have most definitely not been boring (my feeble excuse for the lack of posts). The beginning of September was filled with birthday and ski celebrations. My birthday spreading nearly a week, firstly with a joint outdoor birthday party with one of my friends involving a fire bin, …
Yesterday marked a pretty major milestone in my journey, being a year to the day since I stepped on my plane at Manchester Airport. My travels have taken me through so many different cultural adventures and introduced me to many mind-blowing experiences and people along the way. I have tested myself and pushed my comfort …
