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.
My new project.
The first rough cut of an extended film project in Beirut.
How good is the BMPCC4K? Real good.
So you want to travel the world writing for a living? Watch this first.
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.