Queenstown is built on adrenaline and our students were
eager to get a taste of it! Several of
our students sky-dived for the first time ever, and a few other students took a
less-risky thrill: canyoning. Much of
the remainder of our group did what Dr. Moran and I chose: have a slow day
taking in Queenstown. After a late
start, Dr. Moran and I headed to town for some shopping at the Saturday flea
market, a lunch of steak or fish-and-chips, and then we walked a track that
went to the community adjacent to Queenstown, Fernhill. The weather was absolutely perfect: cloudless
sky, slight breeze from the west coming off the lake, and temperatures in the
low 70s. After realizing we didn’t find
the correct track, we make our way back to our hostel. Following more souvenir shopping, Dr. Moran
and I grilled some hotdogs he procured at the local convenient store…and
spruced-up those puppies with ketchup and/or hot sauce! New Zealand doesn’t do hotdogs very well, but
we managed. Following dinner, I hiked up
Queenstown Hill for some incredible vistas of this area. The weather started to change from cloudless
skies and the sun was beginning to set (it was 8:30pm, after all!) while I was
atop the hill, so I made my way back to hostel.
Today was an amazing day, and one that was great to have ‘off’.
Queenstown harbour on a beautiful summer's day, the scenery for mine and Dr. Moran's lunch today.
Me, atop Queenstown Hill, after an exhausting hike!
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