If trying to post every day has taught me anything, it’s that quality can start to dip if you feel rushed. That’s why, for the first time, I’ve decided to expose you to a guest post by my partner-in-travel (and everything), Tim.
While many of our travel tales overlap, we do have a very different style of observing and writing, so it’s not just more of the same. Travelling with a partner can be rewarding and frustrating in the same day, but it does mean exposure to experiences outside your area of comfort or realm of known interests.
With that in mind, here is a post on something I would never do (well, maybe not never, but a fear of heights is a tough thing to overcome-I’m working on it): jumping off a 43-metre-tall bridge in the south of New Zealand. Keep reading for Tim’s first-hand experience of that exactly.