Last year, I spent five months living out of a shitty little car in the wild South Island of New Zealand. I was usually cold and wet, and my car, a ’96 RVR I named Cherry Bomb, was more dud grenade than flashy nuke. I never had enough food, and more than once I coasted down hills just trying to make it to the next town before running out of gas.
My New Zealand working holiday was one of the best times of my life.
There’s something about living in a country with more open space than they know what to do with. It appeals to a primal part of yourself. Maybe you’ve already heard the call. If that’s the case, don’t fight it anymore. But if you do need some help getting organized before you go (because come on, there’s being adventurous and then there’s being stupid), then partake of my wisdom, friends. Check out my latest article on Go Overseas, telling you everything you need to know about getting situated in the Land of the Long White Cloud. And don’t forget to also check out the resources on this very site: the Backpacker’s Budget Guide, and how to move from Australia to New Zealand.