After a few more days of relaxation in Sydney and one more drunken night in the Quarryman’s Hotel it was time to move on to New Zealand. On my last night in Australia, Nikki’s mother cooked a Thanksgiving meal for me, since I would be missing the holiday at home with my own family. The [...]
Jan. 25 – Auckland, cont. I awoke to a coughing fit. Then stayed awake, due to the sunlight streaming in through the window. I wondered what time it was, but didn’t dare move so as not to wake anyone. Besides, I had my germs against the wall. I didn’t want to breathe out onto the [...]
Jan. 25 – Auckland, cont. I dragged the packs in and looked for a spot to chain them up. "Take nothing for granted, be totally aware, and keep your money belt on you at all times," is what I was told. But as I started to reach for my retractable safety cable with combination lock [...]
Jan. 25 – Auckland I wanted a backpack with wheels so badly I could taste it. After all, my weekender travel case had wheels and shoulder straps, and did I ever use the straps? No. I wheeled it everywhere. Up and down the halls of airports, through the casinos, and up to my hotel rooms, [...]
By now it was late afternoon. Darkness was descending on the grey skies of Auckland, and having had no breakfast or no dinner the previous night I was entering advanced stages of starvation. I couldn’t leave the room though, not without him; I had to see what was going to happen. It was then that [...]
