The Hang Over(s)
March 2nd 2018 To the surprise of nobody, closing a bar with some Scotsmen gave me a bit of a hangover. Not a horrible one, but one of those where you just don’t feel quite right all day. I had managed to forget about the blister on my foot last night, but I was abruptly reminded when I jumped down from the top bunk in the morning.
Our journey today would take us to Wellington, New Zealand’s capital and a r
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