Hi, I'm still here! I have made numerous attempts to get back on the blog, but felt stuck on the perceived need to finish documenting my travels. Lots of stuff happens when you are traveling, and it is bloody hard to keep up, especially if you start to expect it of yourself. Way to suck… Continue reading Don’t Be a Language Stealer
Bonjour tous le monde, from a TGV (high-speed train). As I write this, I'm somewhere between Lyon and Zurich. As the third largest city in France, I did not know what to expect from Lyon. Already lucky enough to have visited Europe on two separate occasions, the only places in France I had been were Paris… Continue reading Je ne suis pas Lyonnaise… encore
Daily writing promptDo you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?View all responses I think as humans we are naturally a playful species. I can only hope that as I continue to age I still play as shamelessly as I currently do. Funnily enough, my first question when planning my overseas birthday… Continue reading Unexpected Playtime Pleasures
Adulting at Legoland If you couldn't already tell, my partner and I are adult children. Birmingham's Legoland was her idea, and I was content enough to go along. During the day, it is typically a snotty, screechy, lego haven filled with mostly kindergartners to under 10s. However, once a month, they host adult-only 18+ evenings,… Continue reading Legoland, Supersonic Speeds and a Glorious Croissant
Bladder of Steel I'm picking right back up from where I left off - our arrival! Something I neglected to mention about the flight, is that during our longest leg, we sat next to an older man who had the aisle seat. He was lovely enough, but as the flight wore on, and I continued… Continue reading Bladders, Castles and Peasant Sticks
This Christmas, I'm in the UK to celebrate with my partner's side of the family. It's a bunch of first times - first winter Christmas, first Christmas away from whānau, first time to many of the places I am visiting during my time here. It will also be my first time celebrating my birthday overseas… Continue reading Rusty French, Inflight Tetris and Yelling at Mothers
My girlfriend recently got into pet-sitting through Pawshake, a website that matches animal-loving sitters with animal-leaving holidaymakers. I was brought along for the ride. Eventually, I helped us realise that it might not be for us. We love the doggos, don't get me wrong - and I even warmed to the geriatric cat we cared… Continue reading Sitting On Strangers’ Pets
"I looked in the rear view mirror and all I saw was 'gators" is a sentence I never imagined my girlfriend (or anyone, for that matter) uttering - but it's 2023 and anything is possible. Waitangi weekend saw my partner and I tenting at Rakahuri (Ashley Gorge). Our modest abode for the mutunga wiki She… Continue reading Inflatable Crocodiles, Dora-the-Exploring and an Angry Gust
The other weekend, some pals and I made our way to a little walking loop track by the name of Washpen Falls. It is a marvellous wee nature walk in a place called Windwhistle, if you can believe. Unfortunately we didn’t make it to the Bench of Gratitude, but I did manage too come away… Continue reading Windwhistle Adventures
Entirely due to a steep incline in my obsession with Remi Wolf, I did something ~highly spontaneous~, at least by Abby standards. They Cool, They Tight Somewhat late to the game, I hadn't an inkling that she was touring the Antipodes until my mate gave me a heads up. Unfortunately, The Babe Herself had sold… Continue reading Adventures in Tāmaki Makaurau
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