70.3 Pays d’Aix

70.3 Pays d’Aix   For once I don’t particularly want to write. I’m tired, my fingers are struggling across the keyboard and I don’t know how to make yet another

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Cruising in Cannes

Cruising in Cannes   Very silly way to start a blog. Not only does it sound pompous but whatever I did in Cannes, it certainly wasn’t cruising. Then again, “cruising” is

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Nevis Valley

Nevis Valley   “Look!” I shoved the map triumphantly under Guilhem’s nose. “We don’t need to take the main road back to Wanaka! We can go this way!” Te Anau

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The Elgrand Motel

The Elgrand Motel   Shhhhhh shit shit shhhhhhh!! Hanging over the front seat in the dark, my shoulders squeezed between the head rest and the front window, I blindly hit

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Picnic racing

Picnic racing The price of satisfaction   Tucked neatly into my aero position, I reached down for the bottle of nutrition I had prepared the night before and took a

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The Battle of Bruce Bay

The Battle of Bruce Bay   Read any Lonely Planet guide to New Zealand and it’ll tell you the best way to visit the country is to drive. Given that

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CHC airport

CHC airport   “You see that covered walkway there? Well, go down it and then, erm, you just follow the road and well, you’ll get there.” It was 9.30pm and

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Hell of the West

Hell of the West   “Morning! Excuse me?!” It was 3.30am, pitch black and I was standing outside the only lit, open doorway in the street, peering beyond the front

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Discovering Dubai

Discovering Dubai   I apologise in advance if this is not my most inspired or chuckle-inducing chapter. I am 41000ft in the air on my way to Brisbane, reflecting on

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70.3 Dubai

70.3 Dubai   I swerved and wobbled, narrowly missing the foot of a metre-high, bright orange cone separating the racecourse from the other three lanes of motorway. These oversized triangles

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