It felt good to finally leave Queenstown. Although it started to grow on me, Queenstown still gives a bit of a bitter feeling when I think about it. It’s tough living with people who make you feel uncomfortable in you own home, which is something we had to deal with day in and day out. I don’t want to think that the bad outweighed the good, such as the amazing people I met, but there’s still a bit of sourness when I think of the overall time spent in Queenstown.
On to better things!!!
Last week we did the raddest 5-day road trip I have ever been on – we saw so much shit!
We headed South from Queenstown to Invercargill, a city with a name that rolls off the tongue even less smooth than “Calgary” does. We stayed just outside the city at a quaint little holiday park.
We didn’t take any pictures of it because all we did was blaze in the BBQ gazebo whilst listening to Bob Marley. This seems to be one of our new favourite pastimes when there ain’t much to do. These are the only pictures I got: