of all the bars in all the world....
Queenstown; (native) population 5000, backpackers beds 15000 all of them full. You can imagine what a night out round here is like. Its definately got a small town feel with that everyone knows everyone 'charm' (aside from the 15000 who barely know who they are, let alone anyone else). Just the place to prove how small the world is.... My first night here I walked into the bar to see my cousin Fi serving behind it, I didn't even know she was in NZ - fairly typical disorganisation on my part i grant. That kicked off a night of partying and in which another amazing stroke of 'luck' saw me win the bar's competition that evening.... Have really just been chilling out over the past couple of days, organising some trips south next week and a 'tramp' on the routeburn track. In way of training, Fi and I set off up Ben Lomond yesterday - the local mountain, standing 1740m high. The day started beautifully, warm, blue skies etc etc. We trudged along stoping every few metres for photos and snacks, it didn't last. We saw the storm approaching but decided being English we knew a thing or two about wet weather and against the urging of those retreating off of the mountain continued on our way. Half an hour later, about 20 minutes short of the summit, we were huddling behing a boulder with horizontal rain driving past us. Soaked through and with the clouds decending around us we decided that discretion was the better part of valour and turned back. So no dramatic panoramas from the top i'm afraid, although we were rewarded with a intensely vivid rainbow across QT for our struggles.
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