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.
A different year than most.
Was I infected?
Finding out how bad this really is.
Restless in Naivasha.
A new batch of books is in!
I won’t make that mistake again.
We are doing all of this for nothing. Seriously.
Continued Observations from Naivasha as the lockdown gets extended by another three weeks.
On the road with MRP in the mountains of Yunnan as the rest of the planet wallows in quarantine.
Documentary travels to the cultural capital of Texas, the entrepreneurial capital of the USA.