Day 25 : Queenstown
The whole idea of coming to Queenstown was to give myself at least a week in one place to unwind from the rest of the holiday.
I’ve squeezed so much in such a short period of time I think it’s probably healthy to slow the pace a little 🙂
Although slowing the pace here can be a little tricky – I forget Queenstown is the party capital of New Zealand!!
The place has a real buzz to it day & night. To live here would probably be quite expensive (try this word with a Kiwi accent, go on…I’ll wait….there we go!) – there’s some real high end boutique shops just off the high street!
However, I was more interested in getting away far from the maddening crowds and hitting some of the trails that surround the town. Queenstown Hill is a great walk through forest with some steep inclines from the off. It offers some beautiful vistas of the town below. It only took a couple of hours all in but was certainly worth the effort. The heavens opened just as I reached the summit – it didn’t dampen my spirits though, only my clothes (oh my God, I’m actually quite good at this writing lark!) 😀
Nipped down & grabbed a cheeky bit of grub from the Fergbaker, was attacked by a hairdresser and then headed back to Bumble to sit on a beanbag for a bit.
Quite enjoying this routine of a stroll in the early evening – especially for viewing the changing light on the hills surrounding the town. Plus it makes me feel *slightly* less guilty about having a beasting Indian meal (with Mango Lassi – oaft yes!!) moments later 😀
Earlier in the day I had bought a ticket for the wilderness cruise to the incredible (and not ominous sounding at all!) world of ‘Doubtful Sound’, a series of Fiords in the lower west corner of the South Island. I’d always seen the Sounds in my early research of this country so it was a bit of a must visit.
Kick off was 7am from the wharf so I hit bed around 10. Just as I was settling a chatty but loveable English girl came into the room and we nattered for over an hour about our experiences here. She was quite homesick so was soon leaving for Australia then home. I tried to give her some words of wisdom, some reassurance – poor thing. She was soon joined by her German mate and before we knew it it was 12:30 :-O
I got to bed a little shortly after that only to be rudely awoken by a ‘commotion’ an hour later – one of the backpackers had done himself (and the staircase wallpaper) a mischief after taking full advantage of Happy Hour earlier in the evening – long story short Michael’s sitting sweet on a 50% refund for that evening – thanks drunk barf man!