Japan Alps to Kyushu Campervan Crossing: Day 1 to 5
The key didn’t want to turn. We stood in a parking lot near Tokyo’s eastern edge, a light rain beginning…
The key didn’t want to turn. We stood in a parking lot near Tokyo’s eastern edge, a light rain beginning…
The showers at the Coffs Harbour Big4 were still emptying out when we slid the campervan door shut just after…
The Harbour Bridge looked smaller than we expected from the campervan window. That’s the thing about arriving by road instead…
The handover took forty-five minutes, which felt excessive for a vehicle smaller than most sedans. The agent, a young woman…
The woman at the campground reception in Kaikōura didn’t look surprised when we told her the itinerary. “Everyone does the…
The rain on the Milford Road didn’t start gradually. It arrived somewhere between the Homer Tunnel and the first big…
The key fob clicked. Nothing happened. We pressed it again, harder, standing in the rental lot on the outskirts of…