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As you might know from our most recent blog post, we had mixed feelings about our time in Bali.

Bali is one of Indonesia’s 17,500+ islands — yet it’s one of the very few most people can name.

Those of you who have been following us already know, our second chapter was significantly less defined by cycling and more by our Workaway experiences.

It’s 6:30 am and we’re in a tiny town in the Tasmanian countryside called Gretna.

At the very early stages of our planning—before we even left Spain—we had booked an exit flight from New Zealand (as per our visa conditions) to Melbourne, in order to visit our good friend Podge and exploit his unwavering hospitality.

Thousands of kilometers, endless climbs, and more cups of tea than we can count—our time bike touring through New Zealand has come to an end and it was nothing short of unforgettable.

The Beauty, The Sandflies, The Rain.

A brief rundown of our impressions of the North Island of New Zealand.

Day 1: Let There Be Bikes   And so it was that Alina and Conor emerged from the great city of Auckland, where the sprawl is vast and the roads are treacherous.