The last week of my backpacking journey has been pretty mental – something that you probably would’ve picked up if you’re following me on twitter or have liked the Facebook page – and it’s seen me go from sitting in one town being a lazy surf bum to bouncing across 3 continents and thrust back into the backpacker bubble!
So where the hell have I been and what have I been up too?!
My journey started back in Taghazout, Morocco where I said goodbye to the crew at Surf Berbere where I’ve worked for the last few months and take my students on a mini Moroccan roadtrip. Before saying goodbye to them.
First stop was the fishing town of Essouria where the bustling fish markets and laid back cafe culture provided a great escape and down time for everyone – although a night on the wine meant it wasn’t so chaos free!
Then we all headed inland to the souks and sounds of Marrakech – where I first started my journey into northern Africa. A couple nights of gin fuelled fun by the pool were in order as a final goodbye to the guys I’ve surfed with for the last few months.
Hungover and in the dry African heat I headed to the airport for the first flight of 2013 and the start of my backpacking adventure…
The first stop on my journey (after a layover in Madrid and another terrible flight with Iberia!) was a visit to the girl in Switzerland.
I’m still as in awe of the scenery of this tiny but amazing country as I was when I first backpacked through it late last year – it’s simply stunning.
Bouncing out from Zurich we decided to head to the Alps for a spot of snowboarding in Flims Laax and we’re both stoked we did. A perfect day of powder and glorious sunshine meant a full day on the piste and despite a couple days of travel behind me my legs just about held up!
But no sooner had I arrived then it was time to leave again – this time for a more gruelling flight schedule, but luckily this time in the absolute comfort of Emirates and via Dubai to a the land down under, where I haven’t been since I finished my first backpacking adventure in 2010…
Yup I finally made it back to the land of roos, spiders and surf – I’ve been dreaming about going back to Australia since I backpacked it in 2009/2012
Once again though my stay here was limited….really limited! In fact I only had a 12 hour layover in Sydney, but luckily I’d rustled up some awesome travel buddies to grab me from the airport and I was accompanied by the ever amusing Tika and Jessie (who I first met in Ecuador last year) which resulted in a beeline for the pubs of Sydney Harbour for a few schooners!
A hazy 6am start the next day though on little more than a couple hours sleep saw me checking in for my final flight and the end of my week of travel chaos…the land of the long white cloud.
8 months later than planned I’ve FINALLY arrived in New Zealand – yup my travel plans have changed that much!
I was met at Christchurch airport by my parents who I haven’t seen for over a year and we jumped into campervan living straight away (them having already done the north island in a van before meeting me) and since then we’ve been exploring the wonders the south island has to offer.
I won’t touch on that too much (that’s another post!) but I’m super stoked to be here!
So yeah – 7 days, 5 flights and nearly 14,000km later I’m well and truly back in the backpacker bubble….and I’ve never felt so at home!
Let the adventure begin…!