It is somehow quite fitting that I should start this journey on Air New Zealand’s Hobbit plane. New Zealand re-exporting something English to England.
LAX airport helped reaffirm my choice of Europe rather than the States as the destination – hopefully Europe will do the same.
Now after a mad dash across London, I heading north to Bronty country at speeds unheard of by Kiwi Rail. Actually when I say “mad dash” I really mean I sat on the underground for 30 minutes and 23 tube stops to get to Kings Cross plus conquered countless escalators carrying 40 kilos of assorted bike, gear etc.
More later – I might go watch the Black Caps at Headingley in Leeds, they could use the support.