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.
Where else I’ve been these past few months.
Zhiyun has just released a gimbal that’s compact, light weight, and rugged enough for world travel.
My new base of operations.
Yet again, travel is the easy way out.
Rough field notes on the topic of the times.
Experiencing a taste of what the rest of the world eats is sorta neat, I guess.
On to Queens we go.
New cities are finally getting some attention.
New York City is my next base of operations.
Can I even rent an apartment here?