After our glacier hike, the second leg of our road trip was a drive from Fox Glacier to Queenstown.
This was a beautiful 4 hour drive that was surprisingly, 4 hours! After our Christchurch-to-Fox debacle, we had thought Google was inaccurate and untrustworthy. Sorry, Google. We will not doubt you again.
It was about 6 PM when we got into Queenstown. We were tired and hungry from the early day.
But Queenstown slapped us in the face with some pretty awesome natural beauty.
Are your eyeballs ready? Cuz I'm about to pass that gorgeous-scenery-slap-in-the-face onto you.
Ready?
BOOM!
Hands down my favourite sunset. I <3 you, Lake Wakatipu!
Proof I was there. And hungry. See that face? That's a "sure-I'll-smile-for-your-camera-but-I'm-friggin-hungry-and-at-the-end-of-my-patience-can-we-leave-yet" face.
So Steven shoved that face in some Thai deliciousness.
The next day, we explored some more of Queenstown's sights.
We hit up Vudu Cafe for one of the best breakfasts I've ever had: Moroccan Beans with Poached Eggs and Toast.
They messed up Steven's eggs (overcooked... *face palm*. Seriously, what restaurant can't cook eggs?!), but I really enjoyed my food.
Queenstown had rained that morning, but thankfully it stopped by mid-morning. The clouds slowly began to lift, and we could see the gondola station at the top of the mountains. So guess what we did?
Yup. I hate heights. Especially when suspended on shaky-looking wires in tiny little metal boxes.
We even got to see this brave soul dive fearlessly off a feeble platform while harnessed only by a thin tether.
Crazy. But I guess this is the town of crazy.
To top off our day, we pretended to be 12 year-olds and took a couple rides each on the Luge.
We even bought the commemorative photos, but I won't post them here because they are far too dorky.
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