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Tube diversions

For the longest time I’ve avoided public transport. Back in Wellington I harboured actual resentment towards the bus. The route my bus took went past the high school, so every morning I’d share my trip with 30-odd children. (I’m not sure what age you get where you start thinking of high-schoolers as children, but I’m… Continue reading Tube diversions

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Why I would not recommend the overnight bus

Dear bus, I suppose it wasn’t really your fault. You are a machine constructed of interlocking metal pieces, stuck with your place in the world, whether you asked for it or not. Maybe you could have been something nicer, like a toaster? I’m not familiar with the differences between toaster metal and bus metal but… Continue reading Why I would not recommend the overnight bus

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Forging friendship over a chicken noodle groin

Severe diarrhoea, ending in a horrible death. That’s what dysentery is, and it’s what most people died of on the Oregon trail, according to the video game. In reality it was cholera that was the most prolific disease. Cholera was similar to its pal dysentery - except that as well as the explosive pooing, you… Continue reading Forging friendship over a chicken noodle groin

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Finding myself in Europe

Before we left for our European backpacking adventure, I looked forward to meeting the new Kate. The new Kate was a seasoned traveller, one who would shrug her bronzed shoulders when problems cropped up, scraping together her last few coins for beer instead of a hostel. Nothing would faze her. She would try everything. She… Continue reading Finding myself in Europe

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Fiji Travel Journal Part Thirteen: Bras, Saw-rey Trav-lahs and Man Hostesses

Part One: Donuts, Margaritas and Waistcoats Part Two: Airports, Adoption and the Kindness of Strangers Part Three: Binkies, Babes and Bathtubs Part Four: Carbs, Catamarans and Cast Away Part Five: Baronesses, Orations and Foreign Gems Part Six: Mushroom Brains, Front Naps and Tuna Smashing Part Seven: Entree, Main Course and Dessert Part Eight: Periodicals, Pool… Continue reading Fiji Travel Journal Part Thirteen: Bras, Saw-rey Trav-lahs and Man Hostesses

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Fiji Travel Journal Part Twelve: The Wrong Towels, Sporting Challenges and Missing Knickers

Part One: Donuts, Margaritas and Waistcoats Part Two: Airports, Adoption and the Kindness of Strangers Part Three: Binkies, Babes and Bathtubs Part Four: Carbs, Catamarans and Cast Away Part Five: Baronesses, Orations and Foreign Gems Part Six: Mushroom Brains, Front Naps and Tuna Smashing Part Seven: Entree, Main Course and Dessert Part Eight: Periodicals, Pool… Continue reading Fiji Travel Journal Part Twelve: The Wrong Towels, Sporting Challenges and Missing Knickers

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Fiji Travel Journal Part Eleven: Bottoms, Bubbles and Definite Things

Part One: Donuts, Margaritas and Waistcoats Part Two: Airports, Adoption and the Kindness of Strangers Part Three: Binkies, Babes and Bathtubs Part Four: Carbs, Catamarans and Cast Away Part Five: Baronesses, Orations and Foreign Gems Part Six: Mushroom Brains, Front Naps and Tuna Smashing Part Seven: Entree, Main Course and Dessert Part Eight: Periodicals, Pool… Continue reading Fiji Travel Journal Part Eleven: Bottoms, Bubbles and Definite Things