It sounds a bit weird but it’s only to be expected when partying it up on a Saturday night in New Zealand’s capital. I got to “run with the unicorns” but by total chance and thanks to three young ladies who provided me with this random tale to tell… I was due to leave Windy Read more about Running With The Unicorns – A Normal Night Out in Wellington[…]
Places like this you never appreciate or savour, but you should because YOU WILL NEVER BE HERE AGAIN. And so it was a stop over on route to Wanaka, that we had our lunch time visit to a Salmon Farm, which quite frankly was in the wilderness of absolutely nowhere. We pulled over and there Read more about Backpacking in New Zealand: Salmon Farm, Haast Falls and Bus Tripping West Coast[…]
First night in the cold misty township of Franz Josef and I’m staying in Glow Worm Cottages. Quite mystical and spooky, and in total isolation seemingly from the parties of New York, the business meetings of London and the flair of Milan. Franz Josef Township is an extraordinary little place. Over dinner I met Read more about Glow Worm Trek, Franz Josef, New Zealand[…]
Well I certainly didn’t mean to do Para Gliding. But then life is better when its all spontaneous. Queenstown, by the way is a very popular tourist resort nestled in between two massive mountains ranges and national parks near the south of New Zealand’s South Island. Over the years, Queenstown has developed into a party Read more about Paragliding Over Queenstown, New Zealand[…]
Goodnight Parramatta – internet in New Zealand is shit so photos and videos are banned sorry… I had been so busy, I just about had it all sorted for leaving Parramatta for a 108 day stint globetrotting again – this time I would be entering three new continents, to finish off visiting all seven continents. Read more about Goodnight Parramatta, It Was Sheer Bliss, We’ll Meet Again *[…]
Not quite, and “hardly end of the rainbow stuff” (as Del Boy once said to Rodney in ‘Only Fools And Horses’) but I have a flight booked out of Sydney Kingsford Smith Airport this very Friday morning. Not since I was aged 8 have I spent so long in the same country. I will have Read more about The Last Plane Out Of Sydney’s Almost Gone[…]
The district or area of Drummoyne sounds so Northern Irish I was convinced it would be some kind of Irish quarter of Sydney. In fact it’s basically just a picturesque inner suburb of Sydney, nestled nicely by the Parramatta River. I had known about it for a brave while, since arriving in Sydney in October Read more about Backpacking in Australia: Sunset at Drummoyne, Sydney[…]
The first thing to say here is obviously if you like Northern Irish football then this is a must buy! Shaun Schofield is a crazy football fan, a seasoned traveller, a man with endless passion for life, and most admirably of all: he is a very nice person. I had heard about Shaun Schofield many Read more about Albania to America (With Belfast In Between) – New Book By Shaun Schofield[…]
2009 was a sad time in my life and this job would have been a dream job for me had I stopped and realised how amazing it actually was. Serving customers on board cross channel ferries was surely a dream come true. In the future I will write properly and more detailed account of life Read more about Working Wednesdays: A Quick Post About My Time at Condor Ferries[…]
Only in Australia have I ever heard of such a thing as “Half Way To St. Patrick’s Day!” This happened to be last week, on the 17th September 2010. Makes sense given that St. Patrick’s Day is on the 17th March, yet when you consider there are less days after the 17th September (due to Read more about Half Way To St Patrick’s Day – PJ Gallagher’s, Parramatta[…]