Queenstown!!!!!!

So far queenstown has been a mix of drinking, eating and sleeping with the odd bungy and walk thrown in just to mix it up a little bit. Arrived in Queenstown a few days ago not exactly sure when but it was some time ago. First thing we did after getting some moneys out was go to sample the legendary Fergburger, we'd heard so much about this legendary culinary piece of art that we felt it was our duty to hit the fergburger as soon as we arrived. Safe to say it lived up to expectations maybe i would even go sa far as to say that it surpassed them. It is the perfect blend of Meat, Sauce, grease, lettuce, bacon and cheese. All of these ingredients combine to make a legend that will survive in peoples minds long after the place may close. It is one of those treats that only a few people can say to have tasted, and is probably a tourist attraction in itself. (i've had three so far) In the hearts of backpackers in queenstown it holds a similar position to that of kebabs in England in terms of late night hunger cures. Open to 5 in the morning then if you would like you can have the 'dawn horn' at 9, a breakfast burger for the die hard fans. only A select few people can claim to have eaten a fergburger for breakfast, lunch and tea. However these select few can take their worthy place at the Heart attack ward in Queenstown hospital. Anyway less about this incredible invention more about queenstown.

The first night the events manager of altitude bar a man going by the name of River put on a event for our Kiwi bus, where he shouts all the gossip of the bus to the whole bar, this gossip however is not for public consumption (unlike a fergburger). He then plays a variant on I have never with events from the bus. That night was incredible, so many drinksn were drunk. Queenstown is incredible when you know at least half the population of the bar by name and you can go from bar to bar in two minutes knowing that you'll find people you know in the next bar. All very fun. 4$ house drinks leads to some very drunken bus passengers. Got to sleep very late. That is basically the itinerary for the whole of our stay in Queenstown. Woke up the next day bricking myself about the large fall and the small elastic band preventing me from a closer acquaintance with the ground. Got on to the platform looked out through the glass floor to the small river approximately 150m below. All to soon i hgeard my name being called and was lead to the chair and then to the very edge. 3-2-1 were the last words i heard before i flung myself into oblivion. A manly scream forced its way out through my teeth, and then i was plummeting down.....down....down. River coming closer, closer, closer, closer, closer (oh no) further away, further away, closer closer and so on and so forth. I remember only a few sensations 1, wind lots of wind rushing through my hair, 2, a brief moment of pure fear as i did a beautiful swan dive out of a glorified gondola, finally 3, i remeber every detail of the river as i got closer and closer to it. After no time at all i was being winched back up to the platform, the ordeal was over but all i could think was that i wanted to do it again. It would've cost another 100$ to do it again which wouldnt have been worth it at all so i didnt. Got back to the hostel, went out again that night, and again the next and the next. And so on and so forth. A few things still stand out though, Henry almost getting into three fights in one night, firstly against an idiot off our bus who i despise, henry pretended to accuse him of stealing his drink he got pissy etc, next person Henry said that the girl said that she though he was good looking, so they started 'talking' until the guy at reception who was booking a room for himself and the girl turned around and noticed him. Henry ran away pretty fast after that. Hmmmmmm ummmmmm the night before i was supposed to go to Milford Sound we had a night out at altitude where lucy knows the guys behind the bar. This connection somehow led to us getting lots and lots of free alcohol which in turn led to a very drunk billy, which in turn led to me falling over while trying to get away from the bar. One second i was standing walking away, next moment the floor is rushing to greet me. Turns out in my haste id tripped over the metal bar running round the outside of the bar. Ouch. Every day or so we'd go for a little jaunt on our skateboards to the little skatepark in the park, all very fun, we now have identical cuts on our elbows from the inevitable falls. Twice while in Queenstown we went and played a spot of frisbee golf in the park. This frisbee golf is organised by the hostel and after playing we got free food from the hostel. I still haven't found the catch in the offer. We met up with Katie, Victoria and Jen (from Macclesfield) a few days ago when they arrived in Queenstown. Drank with them for a while, Katie says she was drugged the other night. We were supposed to be leaving two days ago so me we went to bed around 1, we were in different rooms as they didn't have much space in the hostel. I asked him if he wanted me to wake him up in the morning, nope he said, i don't need mothering. turns out he did. got to the bus stop by 8, henry wasn't there yet, got on the bus at 8.20 Henry still isnt there yet, I had to get off the bus at 8.30 as he hadnt turned up yet. Turns out he went out the niught before got back at about 5.30 in the morning and overslept. Perfect. Went to the skatepark for a while that day and then played frisbee golf with the girls, went to the skatepark again. Got free food, went out for a while last night went to bed around 1.30 after saying goodbye to everyone in the bar. We both gopt on the bus this morning safe and sound ready for the 8 hour bus journey up to Christchurch. Arrived in christchurch at 5 did the washing ate some noodles and now finally i have caught up on the massive backlog on my blog so with nothing more to say im gonna wish you all farewell. x