So here I am with chapter two. With the rugby world cup having left Dunedin, and Sunday nights finally reverting back to times of mere greasy food and blue powerades (for those non – athletes of course), things are getting back to normal down here. However, to say the cup left with a bang would have to be the understatement of the year. Only an All Black comeback to win Sundays final would get a comparable amount of cheering to that received by the Irish from the 30,000 observers (over half of which – inebriated students) down here ...
Hello all. For those who don’t know, I am a 400m hurdler and sprinter, hailing from sunny Dunedin. NZrun has asked me to throw together a blog, so fingers crossed a handful of you will enjoy this bit of divergence from the usual topics found on here. Firstly - a wee spiel about myself, assuming most readers won’t know who I am. I'm 22 and spend my time studying accounting here in Dunedin, after deciding that two years towards a law degree was a waste of my time (“Brilliant” – the single-worded text response from my...
Yo! We have been asked to write a bit of a blog on behalf of the Euro development group over here in Europe on life abroad, and have been meaning to do so for a week now - but finally, here is part one: We've been over here for now two and a half weeks; competing, training and seeing the sights. From Ireland, to Italy, and everywhere in between. Where to begin... We arrived in Paris (Terminal 1 - possibly the most boring terminal in the world) on the 20th June after a 30 hour transit - all tired, shitty and smelling fantastic. Whilst some of us...
