Bula bula all the way from Fiji! Bula is 'welcome' in Fijian, it's how everyone here greets you, and they really do welcome you. I've never met a group of people as friendly as the Fijians. To be fair though, if I lived here I'd be pretty chuffed with myself too. It's the closest thing to paradise that I've ever seen, and I've been to Rhyl. Even as I write this blog, I'm sat on the balcony of a dorm room that boasts a picture postcard view overlooking the crystal...

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...

I'm still buzzing from that surf lesson. So much so that I've spent all week Googling the different surf spots in the UK for when I'm back home. I think, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the start of my quarter life crisis. Oh well, I guess it could be worse. It's not like I'm collecting stamps or something. We still had a day left to burn in Agnes Water after the surfing, and burn we did. The day was spent lounging on the beach, riding the waves, and frying in...