The time of year I had chosen to arrive into Auckland was an another one of my impeccably bad calls. The final Sunday of the Christmas break before those sensible enough to not have given up on their jobs returned to work was hardly going to be the time to be tearing up the streets,Continue reading “2. Auckland”
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Ramblings of a Lost Englishman 