For an adventurer such as myself, travel is everything. I have a deep love for the road in all its forms, but also one that sometimes holds some small trepidation and fear. For the life of an adventurer can be, at times, one of loneliness, an old companion that I know well. One of the costs of freedom, and one that rises and falls from day to day, but one that I pay gladly. Well, most of the time. But more on that later... Ka ka happens little buddy, ka ka happens... There is something about hanging out the side of a train that we just can't get in New Zealand anymore, with all our safety laws and bubble wrap. Its hard enough just trying to find a decent slide at a playground. Moving from place
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