Category Archive: New Zealand

The Good, the Bad, and the Thank-you’s – New Zealand

It’s time to close-out these New Zealand posts. But first, have you voted for the next location? Only a week left so please do it here! I’ll spend a bit more time here… Continue reading

Old Blackwater, Keep On Rollin’

Today, I say goodbye to Frank, The Dog (it’s now become his official full-name), and head out of Taupo. Frank’s parents are returning and, though I’m sure he wants me to stay, apparently… Continue reading

Hanging Yoga and Hot Baths

It’s cold. I mean, it’s really cold. The heat pump I’ve been given for my room has stopped working. (It’s as if it threw its heating coils up in the air in defeat… Continue reading

Lady and the Tramp

Having zipped away my morning in Rotorua (read Flight of the Jungle Bee), it would be a shame to drive the hour straight back to Taupo without exploring. They day is young and… Continue reading

Flight of the Jungle Bee

Today I head out of Auckland. I’ll be back, but I have to go meet another man. His name is Frank and he’s an older man. He’s sixty three-years old; well, in dog… Continue reading

War Memorials and Wineries

Today, I hop on good ol’ bus #20 to head to the Auckland War Memorial Museum. I’m not positive of the best route, but I know the general direction I want to go… Continue reading

Wine, Women and Song

After a great day enjoying Auckland’s harbour area (look at me, all spelling it like a local), I arrive back at my AirBnB, hop in the shower and make myself pretty for a… Continue reading

To See the Sea in Auckland

After arriving in Auckland following what might be the worst road-trip I’ve experienced, I spend the next day in, catching up on work, checking out what fun things there might be to do… Continue reading

Sleeping With the Enemy

After little sleep, I awake early this morning to sit and stare at the raindrops dotting Ludwig’s window. When Friday awakes, I let him know that I’d like to go back to Auckland.… Continue reading

Māori and the Man

We awake this morning in a warm and toasty Camper van Beethoven as “Peter, the Heater” has worked much better than the one in the hotel. It was a bit of a challenge… Continue reading