We’re so old…

**Disclaimer: A lot of you reading this are about to tell us to shut up and/or go to hell... 4 days in a backpackers hostel with 19 year olds German kids will make you feel old... We are so old. New Zealand is filled with Europeans, mainly German, taking their "gap year" which is a … Continue reading We’re so old…

Auckland, New Zealand. The first few days.

New Zealand! 18 months ago; a wild dream. A year ago; a distant possibility. Six months ago; a legitimate trip. Two days ago; a one way ticket from Los Angeles Airport. We made it across the world, across the equator and onto the volcanic rock the size of Colorado that we will call home for … Continue reading Auckland, New Zealand. The first few days.

Leg 3 – Regina to Andover

Our final leg of the Journey should be properly referred to as the Suicide Run to New England. This put any Kenai fishing one-night run to shame. We left Regina the Monday after the wedding at about 1pm, only 7 hours later than we planned on leaving... not bad by our standards. We can honestly … Continue reading Leg 3 – Regina to Andover