Still buzzing from the dizzyingly euphoric feeling of falling 12,000 feet out of a plane, a jelly legged me and the rest of the bus left the white knuckle town of Taupo to head to a place called River Valley. The River Valley Lodge is where we were staying, and it really was in the middle of no where. With no phone signal or wifi, and it being a good 45 minute drive to the nearest shop, I felt isolated from the world. At this point I hadn't blogged in a while an...

Before I start, I'd like to apologise for the time it's taken to update this blog. We're talking well over a week here. I had visions of my Mum starting a missing persons campaign back home. Fear not people, I'm alive and well. Being on the Kiwi Experience means you are shepherded out of each hostel at 7am in the morning for a full day of activities, and there's always something on in the evening, so finding the time to put pen to paper, or in my case 'thumb to t...

For the first time in six weeks I'm in a new country. My swim shorts and my flip flops are now collecting cobwebs at the bottom of my rucksack, and my jeans and my hoodie are seeing light for the first time in a while. The new country is New Zealand; home to the Kiwi Bird, the All Blacks, Lord of the Rings, lots and lots of sheep, and, my personal favourite Kiwi export, Flight of the Conchords. I'm really excited to explore New Zealand, for I've heard great thing...