I kind of fell into tourism. I graduated in 1989 with a marketing degree in the early stages of that being a thing. People used to look a little sideways about it back then but it was pretty interesting and it was all pre-digital. So I did the corporate thing for about 10 years but I was a bit of square peg in a round hole and, in my early 30s I saw a job advertised at Mt Ruapehu.
I decided I'd just do it for a year, then go back to having a proper job. I started in April and by September I realised I'd found a real job. I was in that role, as marketing manager for Whakapapa, for 12 years and when Turoa went into receivership we went through the process of convincing the Commerce Commission that one owner for two skifields would be a good thing.
It was quite risky and we needed to raise about six million bucks in a few weeks when one of the creatives came up with the idea of life passes, one pass for both fields. He asked, how many babies are born each day in New Zealand? It was about 70 so we gave a free pass to all the babies born on the day the Commerce Commission thing went through. This is pre-digital, pre-social media, the end of 2000 and we made the front page of the Herald. One-hundred percent of the babies took up the offer and we raised the funds.
Growing up in the small town of Rangiora, even though Christchurch was just 25km away it was a big deal to go there. I never travelled overseas with my parents, but we travelled a lot locally as a family, my parents and my three younger sisters. We had a caravan, a Zephyr, all of us squished in, it used to take all day to get anywhere and we had quite a few adventures in that. The first time I left New Zealand was quite late, in my early 20s.
The first real overseas experience I had — seeing a completely different culture — was Bangkok. Arriving at two in the morning, you get out in the heat, and I remember thinking 'it's so hot, like someone put your head in an oven'. The next day I'm wandering around with my Lonely Planet and my bum bag on, trying to look inconspicuous because you've heard it's so dangerous.