Queenstown
Nicer than I remember - small town situated between huge mountains on a lake with loads of bars and people trying to sell you scary trips. Actually the prices scare me more. 160 dollars for a raft ride, 170 dollars for a bungy jump. Me and Al paid 14 dollars for two goes on the luge which was brilliant and probably more dangerous. Started a hike on the Routeburn way yesterday which is a spectacular walk through rainforest, across bouncy bridges spanning raging waterfalls and up twisty tracks to glacial and snowy mountains. The only thing you really need is a pair of walking boots and to my dismay they had disappeared from the boot of the car. I realised that they were still sitting at the hostel car park awaiting Alan to move the car forward so that they could be thrown in. Well I suppose he did move it forward the boots were forgotton until we got to the trail. Better not get a dog. Fortunately they were still here when we returned in the evening, socks and all.
Sandals aren't greast for walking up stony hills. You get stones under your feet they take ages to work there way out and you have to walk in a strange way flicking your feet at trees. Also when your feet get hot, they start to slide out of the sandals on the downhill stretches. Great weather here. Nice for ice creams
Good things
Me and Becky in a canoe and still not falling in
Luge racing with Al
Finding walking boots
Free cooked breakfasts overlooking the lake
Bad things
Losing walking boots
Al planning walking trip and navigating us to an industrial estate
Nicer than I remember - small town situated between huge mountains on a lake with loads of bars and people trying to sell you scary trips. Actually the prices scare me more. 160 dollars for a raft ride, 170 dollars for a bungy jump. Me and Al paid 14 dollars for two goes on the luge which was brilliant and probably more dangerous. Started a hike on the Routeburn way yesterday which is a spectacular walk through rainforest, across bouncy bridges spanning raging waterfalls and up twisty tracks to glacial and snowy mountains. The only thing you really need is a pair of walking boots and to my dismay they had disappeared from the boot of the car. I realised that they were still sitting at the hostel car park awaiting Alan to move the car forward so that they could be thrown in. Well I suppose he did move it forward the boots were forgotton until we got to the trail. Better not get a dog. Fortunately they were still here when we returned in the evening, socks and all.
Sandals aren't greast for walking up stony hills. You get stones under your feet they take ages to work there way out and you have to walk in a strange way flicking your feet at trees. Also when your feet get hot, they start to slide out of the sandals on the downhill stretches. Great weather here. Nice for ice creams
Good things
Me and Becky in a canoe and still not falling in
Luge racing with Al
Finding walking boots
Free cooked breakfasts overlooking the lake
Bad things
Losing walking boots
Al planning walking trip and navigating us to an industrial estate
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