"San Francisco and Washington DC walk into a Bar…"
December 31st 2014 Exploring the North Island was addictive. Tramping through the bush in Karekare, my soul craved the opportunity to explore open spaces, to climb over other unknown cliffsides, and sleep again under the unfamiliar celestial sphere. Pitching my tent in Coromandel, a desire to be a nomad connected eternally to the road swelled in my gut. Hearing the stories of full-time travelers living in a hostel i
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