Category: It Can Be Fun To Run Away

  • Loch Ness, Glencoe, and Long Bus Trips

    The bus left Edinburgh at 8-ish. I get the idea that they’d have liked to have left earlier, but some people had been told to go to the wrong place for pick-up, which complicated things. There were also a couple who had misread the date on the ticket, but they managed to fit them on…

  • Chillaxing In Edinburgh

    In that it is actually colder, thus more chill, and this allowed me to relax more. I left myself with plenty of time to get to the train station (King’s Cross), so I had time to kill, which I spent sitting at a table on a balcony level, watching the huge train schedule board update &…

  • Jetlag, Humidity, Tourism, & Festivities in London

    By pure fluke, I managed to be paying attention at the right time to (I think) get a picture of Southend Pier. Unlike last time, I actually remember getting through Heathrow. (checking back to my diary of a couple of years ago, it looks like the memory loss happened after the fact) I did spot an…

  • A Turnabout So Sudden It Leaves You With Neck-Strain In Dubai

    For this one, I’m going to start at the end, then double back to explain how I got there. At the end of day one in Dubai, I wanted nothing to do with the place; Too chaotic, too noisy, too strange, felt like everyone was staring at me, and I really just wanted to hide…

  • Return To Wellington, Via Picton, With Complimentary Cat

    Complimentary in the sense of no charge, not in the says nice things sense. Checking out was mostly done the night before, so it was really only handing over my key cards that needed to happen. Naturally, I slept crappily, so my biggest challenge was to not fall asleep at the Bus Station before the…

  • Christchurch

    I got into Christchurch after dark, and took the “Taxi!” option to get to my hotel. As such, I didn’t recognise where I was until the morning; Right beside Cathedral Square. I didn’t realise I’d be able to see into the square from the end of the hotel corridor; There used to be a building…

  • Arthur’s Pass

    Getting to Arthur’s Pass involved a trip through the now-standard South Island scenic grandeur, which my cellphone is not really capable of capturing, as demonstrated here; Got in as darkness happened, which is why the other backpacker getting off at AP & I missed the wee sign saying which way to turn once you’d left…

  • Greymouth

    It was an early departure from Nelson. Like, 7am or something similar? Naturally, I woke up super-early, so I had time to kill, as I walked through rain which wasn’t quite bad enough to warrant pausing under a tree to get my raincoat out. That rain did cause some trouble later on, when the wipers on…

  • Nelson, with Occasional Motueka

    Out of cleverness, I put various TV shows on my phone, so that I could watch them if the scenery got dull. It didn’t, and indeed the road was sufficiently winding that looking out the windows was the only option; Nausea kicked in when I started reading something on my phone. The Picton to Nelson road…

  • Picton

    It seems worth mentioning, to me at least, that I’m post-dating these … posts. Rather than doing a day-by-day, like I’ve done for past trips, I’m trying a thing where I do a post for each place, and set it to publish on the day I left the place. That said, I’m also kind of…