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14.3.06 23:06 Permalink / 9 Comments / comment

...And finally, to Arthur's Pass So I found myself right in the middle of nowhere. The air was wet and the road was quiet. There wasn't much to see but cattle. Lots of cattle. Lot... weiterlesen

3.10.05 16:12 Permalink / 4 Comments / comment

Rain Stops Play Ok, so I've not updated this blog for a fucking aeon, and I doubt anybody knows or even cares about the story so far anymore. But - even though I'... weiterlesen

30.9.05 16:27 Permalink / 7 Comments / comment

Once Upon A Time In Tekapo Back to the plot. We're about to leave Wanaka . I wandered out of town, and asked a lorry driver if I was taking the right road. He told me I wa... weiterlesen

2.2.05 10:22 Permalink / 6 Comments / comment

The Road To Rouen Something I read on Pog's blog reminded me of something that happened to me a few months before I went to New Zealand. Let us begin prior to the... weiterlesen

2.11.04 23:28 Permalink / 6 Comments / comment

Puzzle Boggled So I walked out of town with my thumb out, heading in the direction of Wanaka. I'd originally planned to go next to Milford Sound in the far sou... weiterlesen

30.9.04 18:01 Permalink / 8 Comments / comment

Under Construction Is this blog ever going to get updated ? Am I going to ever finish writing about my jaunt in Kiwiville ? Does anyone really give a fuck ? I ... weiterlesen

10.9.04 11:19 Permalink / 5 Comments / comment

Opportunity Fox I woke up fully reduced from the simmering heat in my room, and decided to stay in a different hostel. I made my way to the YHA, which is right on... weiterlesen

29.6.04 18:55 Permalink / 9 Comments / comment

Li'l QT The next fellow who picked me up - Ben the farmer - was possibly the soundest fellow that gave me a lift in the entire month. He was another tha... weiterlesen

25.6.04 16:03 Permalink / 9 Comments / comment

Intermission : Who Picks Up Hitch-Hikers ? Certain types of people will pick up hitchers, and others won't. The vast majority of folk that will give you a lift are friendly, sound and socia... weiterlesen

8.6.04 06:19 Permalink / 5 Comments / comment

Sealion, Seawitch and Seawardrobe Rather unsurprisingly, the following day was one of my most hungover in the South Island. I'd arranged to go on a wildlife tour along the Otago Pe... weiterlesen

4.6.04 06:48 Permalink / 2 Comments / comment

Just a Day (and a bit) I spent that evening in a fellow called Larry's house in Timaru. I'd been given a bunch names and numbers of folk to visit in the South Island by ... weiterlesen

26.5.04 05:25 Permalink / 1 Comment / comment

The Chopper-Riding Chopper-Riders Not a great deal of note happened over the next few days. Astrid and I were stuck in Christchurch for longer than expected, as I had web-work to g... weiterlesen

17.5.04 10:40 Permalink / 4 Comments / comment

There Is Nothing Like A Dane After about 20 minutes walk, a young lady I recognised from the hostel the evening before pulled over. A good-looking, well-built Danish lady, no ... weiterlesen

16.5.04 09:05 Permalink / 1 Comment / comment

Half-Nelson So I had to say goodbye to the Finnish lovely, as she was heading up to Wellington; whereas Amelie, Sandy and I were heading west. As we parted, I... weiterlesen

11.5.04 04:38 Permalink / 8 Comments / comment

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