My Big Kiwi Day Out: A Tale of Hilarity, Profanity & Stupidity
Last month I traveled to Wellington to speak at the Webstock Mini conference and to volunteer behind-the-scenes at the FullCodePress international website-in-a-day competition.
There was a day between the conference and the 24-hour geek-a-thon, which the Aussie team spent preparing for their competition (one that they would go on to win). But I had no obligations at all, and being my first time to New Zealand, I decided to make the most of it. Rather than visit museums and tourist attractions, I really wanted to get out to see some of the countryside, and possibly do some hiking.
I was to get more than I bargained for.
This is my story of how I entered a rainforest on the Kapiti Coast of New Zealand, and nearly didn’t make it out again. It contains moments of jubilation, wonder, confusion, despair, pain, fear, exhaustion, and humility. Does it sound like I’m exaggerating? OK, maybe I’m prone to it. But if it means that the story is all the better, then so be it, I say!
It’s quite a long tale, so I’ve broken it up into several posts. I can’t tell you exactly how many yet, as I haven’t finished writing them all. I might even drag it out over a few weeks, coz I’m a busy guy, you know? But let’s take things one step at a time, shall we? Jeepers.
(If you’re interested in reading this slightly drawn-out and self-indulgent tale of getting lost (and found) — even if only to learn what not to do when you go hiking on your own in a foreign country — then consider following me on Twitter or subscribing to the feed for this blog.)
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