The first time I met a host, they kicked me out of their home. It was my first experience in New Zealand. That was a very unpleasant experience that I’ll remember for the rest of my life. Nevertheless, I don’t blame the hosts; and I don’t blame myself. The problems were miscommunications that led to rudeness, and I found myself looking for a place to sleep at 10 PM at night. No worries, I’m still here in New Zealand. Here’s my experience getting kicked out by a host, and what I’ve learned from it.

I said goodbye to David, and hello to Ann, a new host on our network that has been hosting Israelis for years now. But right before that, I had the chance to fish with a couple of friends from Auckland, almost get into a fight with a Maori guy and have a nice conversation with […]

After I rested a little from my travels, I decided to take a track up the hill and watch David’s valley, meet some Israeli travelers, and have some Shakshuka with David. Here are the events from my traveling day 2. Let’s get into it, and enjoy some of Whanganui.