About me

This is me! Oliver

And here is my story why I came to this beautiful country with so many nice people.












It started here ... no, not exactly ...


















It all started here, in September 2005 when I was lost in Brussels, Belgium and did not know anybody.

Luckily, I was not the only one in that kind of situation.

I had a new job in a big European organisation and I quickly realised that many of my fellow colleagues were in the same situation and had not clue what was going on!








Being brothers "in arms" we decided to socialise.











But eventually, time was over .... and a friend of mine had to leave Brussels to find a new job. He did not want to return to London, so he look elsewhere ... and found a job in NZ!

That was of course a cool - I mean - hot place to be!












And a bit dangerous too!

And this is actually when it all began on the day I decided to visit my friend who immigrated to NZ in 2008.

In the meantime, back to the roots. I started cycling again on a red bike like 20 years ago.