Flying budget airlines is like entering a different culture: you learn their ways and follow suit … or go home.
I get hosed by Travelex … again.
With this, I close the book on New Zealand … until next time.
All this money, all this time, all this travel, to do what?
There is probably only one thing I can complain about in New Zealand.
I had no idea these things existed.
Beautiful. Almost too beautiful.
There is no such thing as right angles in nature … or in New Zealand’s road network.
It wasn’t a conventional place to stay the night, but it worked.
We traveled into the Puketi forest and found a little more of the prime directive of tourism than we perhaps bargained for.
Touristy but nice.
A strange way of making friends.
I return to Malaysia.
Walking the streets looking for something.
That was weird.
How to keep track of comments on VagabondJourney.
A week in Beirut in a post.
They got me. Hardcore.
Starting the trip around the world.
When you have to budget for ATM withdrawals finding other options becomes a necessity.