After 600 days in London (over a quarter spent elsewhere), it’s time for this Antipodean to return to the Antipodes. That means the start of a new era for this blog – I’ll have more time to write other kinds of travel content rather than focusing 99% on destination guides in order to keep up […]Read more "600 Days in London"
Like most Londoners, I missed out on tickets to the Olympics. I tried dozens of times and fell flat. But where there’s a will there’s a way, and there are still loads of reasons it’s awesome to be in London during the Olympics – even if you can’t catch any of the events in person. Reason #1: […]Read more "The Olympics Without a Ticket"
Convinced that London was the place to be over Jubilee weekend, I resisted the urge to book a trip elsewhere. In my head, it was going to be the Summer Christmas I never got, complete with Pimm’s in the park and a royal flotilla. But unfortunately, the sun disagreed with me. So, the barbecue lunch became an […]Read more "A Very Soggy Jubilee"
You can call me Usain. This is me. For real. When you fly Ryanair on a non-EU passport, you have to get a visa-check stamp when you arrive at the airport, before going through security. Every other airline does it just before you board. This means that if you’re silly enough to forget to get […]Read more "Life Lesson #43 – Mad Dash"
Today is exactly one year since I said ka kite ano to Aotearoa and my whanau. Or, in English, since we abandoned everyone and fled to the other side of the world.A lot has happened. I’ve been unbelievably fortunate enough to spend 125 days travelling out of 366, covering over 64,000 km. There have been […]Read more "A Year of Superlatives"
If you’ve had the misfortune of running into me this week, I’ll forgive you for thinking I got into an accident with a lawnmower. I’ve been sort of growing my hair ever since I left New Zealand. Well, the top anyway. It got to the point where my fringe reached the bottom of my nose. […]Read more "Life Lesson #42 – Close Shave"
Today I learned what not to wear to court. It all started in June last year, when a rude official knocks on my door saying we haven’t paid our TV licence (who knew there was such a thing!?). I explain that our landlords are responsible for it, to no avail. We automatically fail the test, […]Read more "Life Lesson #41 – The Court Jester"