Arrival at Greymouth was via the immense northern mountains of the New Zealand South Island. On arrival there I was greeted by grey skies and drab surroundings, knowing a had a few hours sightseeing there meant nothing, though like many others its a popular venue to stay overnight and to do adventure sports. Read more about Backpacking in New Zealand: Grey Skies At Greymouth[…]
Well I arrived safe and well in pretty Christchurch. The Garden City. Of course I had been to Christchurch many times before, and indeed to Christchurch Airport. However that was Christchurch in Dorset, just up the road from my home for the best part of six years while living at Bournemouth. The flight Read more about Arrival Into Christchurch (No, Not That One!)[…]
I probably couldn’t have left Sydney in any worse a state, but in many ways I was better off for it. Thanks to Hannah Wicks I got a lift home to my flat in Parramatta around midnight, with my flight in 10 hours time, I was feeling a wee bit worse for wear, but had Read more about “It’s really got me worried, I’m going nowhere and I’m in a hurry…you know the last plane out of Sydney’s almost gone” *[…]
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[…]
I worked in Forth a few times while staying in Tasmania. And on a range of things as it turned out. The village itself is tiny. One main street with a petrol station/shop, plus the token local pub the “Bridge Hotel”, which by no coincidence is right next to the Forth Bridge, over the Forth Read more about Backpacking in Australia: Four Times In Forth, Tasmania[…]
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[…]
It must be stressed than generally in life: 1. I HATE rugby 2. I HATE anything associated with bringing the two countries in Ireland together However over the years I have gotten into rugby a lot more mainly due to the Ulster rugby team winning the European Cup in 1999, but also my time here Read more about Australia v Ireland (Lansdowne Cup)- Rugby Union in Brisbane, June 2010[…]
[quote name=’Dervock’ post=’672300′ date=’Sep 5 2010, 11:47 AM’]Nice to see I was missed! :whistling:[/quote] I honestly thought “Dervock” was a piss take name as in an Ulster accent would be like saying “who dervock are ye?” but learnt the day that its actually a place in Northern Ireland!! Anyway as a NISC nomad I decided Read more about International Cup of Nations and Meeting Sydney NISC[…]