Turned out that the hill I mentioned before wasn't a difficult hill at all really, in fact it probably done my legs lots of good (and helped with the high-calorie lattes...), as long as you're not carrying 20kg on your back then it's all good. I could happily live in Queenstown, very happily. The scenery is gorgeous and the people are kind.
I spent a good time trying to get my hip pierced but places were closed, maybe it's a sign I shouldn't get it done. On my last day there, the weather was beautiful, so Lucy, Rob, Harrison and I spent some time sitting on the grass near the lake, playing cards in the sun. I got a little burnt, of course.
Yesterday, I flew back up to Auckland then got the bus down to Taupo. The flight was fine, the bus was not so fine. An overly touchy-feely Japanese couple sat in front of me, which was a bit awkward but I managed to get a bit of sleep. It's good to be back in Taupo and see Gen, who met me from the bus and we took a b-line straight for Maccas. It's so so good to be back in a home, with real food and tea, and be able to shower when I want and lay-in. Very very nice to be back.
Beautiful Queenstown |
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