He puts the 'man' in Manly

So after 14 grueling hours aboard a giant metal tube flying 30 thousand feet above the earth...most of which was spent reclining, watching movies and sipping champagne, so forget what I said about 'grueling,' Alicia and I arrived in Sydney.

The plan was to spend two days acclimating ourselves before continuing onto Auckland. We couchsurfed on the other side of the bay in a town called Manly.

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From New Zealand, North Island

After a few days lounging on the beach, we were finally on our way to New Zealand. We had purchased tickets on an airline called Aerolineas Argentinas. WE DO NOT RECOMMEND THIS AIRLINE. Purchase the tickets was a whole fiasco in itself (thank goodness I had some free time in bike around Boston for two days to sort the whole thing out.) Then to top things off, they delayed our flight.