One of the most memorable experiences of my time here so far has been the Arcadia Highlands Activity Weekend, which took place at the Firbush Centre in Killin, a village in the Scottish Highlands. To get there, I had to travel two hours by train to Stirling… More
I’m sure every blogging platform in existence is swamped with posts like these, so what’s the harm of one more? Irish weather is nowhere near as miserable as everyone makes it out to be. It’s actually sunnier than home, and don’t get me started on the… More
Kia Ora! The thrill of orientation is over. Classes will start soon. Or at least that’s what I thought. The week before classes is called O-Week and it’s nothing short of one longggg party where you meet loads of people and soak up the summer sun. I bonded… More
On New Year’s Day in 1859, high above thrashing waves on a rocky coastline, a light shone brightly, cutting the dark night with its luminous glow. The source of the light was the Pencarrow Lighthouse, New Zealand’s first permanent lighthouse. It took… More
The lonely road is profound on a bike. It takes on a different feeling, a personal feeling. Two lane roads switching to single track every now and then. Yet the switching mattered little based on the few cars that passed over the many miles. The scenery… More