keth

You quickly realise that the only way to survive the best city in the world / the depressing cesspit of misery that is London is to escape to somewhere else on a regular basis. I always meant to write a travel blog in the 4½ years I was there, but was too busy enjoying myself and planning the next trip to dedicate any time to it. Why bother when you can go out and get hammered on a Monday night instead? God bless you London. So here I am, back home and mostly enjoying it, but when people go travelling and ask me what to do in London or elsewhere in Europe, it’s taking a bit longer to recall all the things and places I used to love. So nearly a year after returning home I’m finally getting around to doing this travel blog thing. Because let’s face it, there ain’t nothing to do in Auckland on a Monday night*. *Not strictly true -http://nolightsnolycra.com/location/auckland/