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Distance cycled: 8km (My bike is in the basement of the hostel so I hired a Paris Velib bicycle.)

Meat pies eaten: 2

New dance styles learned: Charleston and Bollywood

A lot of people ask me how I can cycle the globe without knowing my end destination. My standard response is: 'The journey is the destination.' Which normally gets a nod from the person who asked the question and then a slightly puzzled frown. So what does it really mean?

I've always been a student of creative communication, firstly studying Visual Design in New Zealand and then working as an Art Director and then a Copywriter in advertising agencies in Australia, England and Ireland.

During my time abroad I've done a lot of travelling. I've been up the Eiffel Tower. Tick. I've ridden a camel past the Giza pyramids. Tick. I've stood in the shadow of the Statue of Liberty in New York. Tick. But I often felt that by having the standard postcard moment I wasn't really connecting with the place I was in. Sick of ticking tourist boxes I started experimenting with Couch Surfing. (An international network of travellers who let you surf/sleep on their couch and introduce you to their place in the world.) Instead of pulling out the Lonely Planet on arrival in a city I had my very own local tour guide who unlocked and shared the secrets of what makes their town so special to them.

So sitting outside a Parisan café with my sister Roz on Friday night we decided to come up with a definition for this project. We decided ... Indiana June is a founding student of Tiki Tour University, doing her Masters in the Art of Online Storytelling. Instead of writing essays, she blogs about her adventures and rather than attending lectures, she's listening to the stories of the people she meets and then shares them with a special audience of followers. I'm not sure I like the term followers either because I hope you feel like you're more involved than that. You guys are my inspiration and the reason I get up and get pedaling each day, without your involvement and ideas none of this wouldn't be possible.

As for Tiki Touring, if you've visited or lived in New Zealand you will probably be familiar with the phrase. It means to wander, zig-zag or take the scenic route even if it's not the most direct path. On Saturday morning after watching the mightly All Blacks crush France  at the Freedom Bar in Paris, Tiki Tourtes (a French/Kiwi meat pie company) put on free pies for all the rugby supporters. I read a book about a guy who cycled all the way from England to New Zealand just for a pie, if only he knew about Tiki Tourtes he could have saved himself a few thousand kilometres!

The Freedom bar has been designated for the duration of the World cup as the "Home of All Blacks Supporters in France" and every game is preceded with a kiwi style buffet of marmite toast, Bloody Mary cocktails (with 42 Below vodka of course), kiwifruit and Haka lessons. There were loads of AB jerseys mixing with beret wearers and there was a brilliant buzz in the build up. People were queuing down the street as the bar was packed to capacity - they must have heard about the free kiwi marmite. The French started well and the tension was high but after a few mistakes the ABs got off to a flying lead. At half time I got a lot of suggestions on where to go next after and then 40 minutes later the kiwis all breathed a collective sigh of relief - one step closer to the big final.

Claire, a kiwi living in Paris for 16 years, suggested I visit the Catacombes so that went up against Monet's Gardens and Fountainebleau as the next voting option. In the end the Ossuary of skulls and bones secured more than the 50% of the vote so keep your eyes peeled for the next haunting and eerie blog post... coming soon.