Crossing the date-line on our way back from New Zealand provided us with a Christmas Day that literally lasted for 43 hours.
John and I embarked on a steep climb that was probably one of the stupidest and most dangerous things I have done in my life…. but a blast in retrospect (still being alive and all).
On our first overseas travel experience together, John and I managed to make every rookie mistake as we fumbled our way to New Zealand.