Sunday, 9 March 2008

Queenstown day 3


The view from our hotel room

Unfortunately today is our last full day in Queenstown as we move on tomorrow.

This is the first place we shall be sad to leave we really have enjoyed it that much. It seems to have everything you could want out of a town and I am sure we will come back one day.

It has lakes and mountains, sun and snow, great restaurants and wine, clean air and its very spiritual plus just about every outdoor sport and thrill seeking activity you could think off, plus they speak English and hate the Australians (not that we do yet, but sure we would if we came here often).

We got up late this morning and did some shopping in town. We had to go back up the mountain on the cable car to collect some bags we had left there on Saturday and they let us up for free. The conditions were perfect for paragliding and we were very jealous of those taking part.

We came back down and went on the trip on the TSS Earshaw across the lake, this is a steam boat that goes across the lake 5 times a day. On the other side is a farm that they have turned into a show farm and restaurant. On getting on the boat we were a bit worried on one side of the boat a man was playing the piano doing 1950's songs and we seemed to be the youngest by a long way, we had gone from paragliding and white-water rafting to a 50's singalong and tea dance (i know which was the most scary to us). We went outside and watched the scenery and enjoyed the 23 degree temp.

After 40 mins we arrived at the farm where we had a bbq and a nice glass of local wine. We then watched a sheepdog display and saw a sheep being shorn. After about 2 hours we took the boat back and sat out on the deck and enjoyed the sun.

When we returned we went for an afternoon nap!!! Wow we must be on holiday. I then went for a 45 min run, can't do too much resting. As I write this Carol is packing the bags as we are off early tomorrow. We are travelling by coach across the mountains to Christchurch, it took an hour to fly so could be a long journey.

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