adventures of an American in Aotearoa New Zealand
I don’t miss many things about my former life in the US beyond friends and family. Living in an area that snows is the exception. Sure I can drive to it and play in it often and the Rimutaka Ranges across the harbor from my Welly home see a dusting every so often, but I […]
Of all of our Tasmanian destinations, Cradle Mountain was what I was most looking forward to. I am a mountain […]
Our east cost time was spent at Freycinet National Park and Bay of Fires National Park, both known for their […]
I have always been intrigued with Tasmania. It seemed like some unreachable place of remoteness. Any place where prisoners were […]
Leaving the Te Paki behind us, it was time for the ‘beyond’ part of our trip, time to clean up, […]
“a thing of beauty is joy forever” – John Keats It has been a few weeks since we returned from […]
“You learn a lot when you are barefoot. The first thing is every step you take is different” – Michael Franti […]
Public holiday weekends always equate to road trips for us. Easter weekend in early autumn can tend to have iffy […]
Back on the bullet train we were headed to the Gifu and Nagano Prefectures in the Alps in search for […]
Mount Kōya We decided to make a small detour for the evening to Mount Kōya, the center of Shingon Buddhism, an important […]
In only 2 hours by bullet train you can journey to the Japan of your imagination. Pagodas, zen gardens, geisha, […]
There is an old Buddhist saying, three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth. This couldn’t […]
People generally come to Aotearoa NZ for the landscape, not the urban experience. However, there is one city that should […]
“This creed of the desert seemed inexpressible in words, and indeed in thought” – T.E. Lawrence I have always been a […]
“Valparaíso, how absurd you are…you haven’t combed your hair, you’ve never had time to get dressed, life has always surprised […]
I had been dreaming of a trip to the Atacama desert for years, but my partner’s South American dream was […]
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