In November 2007, I boxed up my belongings, took my bike and boarded a flight to Wellington, New Zealand.  It wasn’t to emigrate, as I hadn’t decided on that yet.

I saw it more like an extended trial, to go and see what would happen.

Years on, and I’m still here. With no intention to leave anytime soon, and firmly settled.

Is New Zealand the better place to live than my German fatherland?

Not necessarily. In my view, they’re both equally good countries to have a great life. It all depends on your personal situation.

For me, it has worked out well.