With an early start to of the day the alarm sounded loudly with the excitement ahead screaming loudly. Like any of our adventures we gathered the passports and headed to the airport, this trip was the final part of the promised trip. In Australia Good Friday and Easter Monday are public holidays so we figured, why not go to New Zealand for Easter. When the lady handed is our boarding passes the excitement started.
Flying into New Zealand, it looked as if there was a blanket of green laid out across the mountains. The sea was crashing into the shore as if it was cooing home for the first time in years, yes this is one of the seemingly pristine lands we have been to upon our travels. The plane landing into our destination was exciting to say the least. The plane wings glided into the mountains like a bird spying the ground for prey, and it was one of the most interesting experiences one can have as you pass the snow capped mountain tops from what seemed like an arms reach.
As we landed into the iconic Queenstown, NZ we were greeted with a burst of mountain crisp fresh air. After retrieving our rental car keys, off we were to drive on the "other side" of the road, and just incase we forgot you could peer down at the speedometer to see two rather large arrows there pointing "KEEP LEFT". We were informed more than once by locals, signs, and notes in car to keep left. I guess foreigners come over here and forget, with all the signage, this was a real problem. As we wound our way through the streets of town we dodged out to drive along the water and back again to the rather quaint little town. We continued to wind our way quickly to the hotel to be greeted once again by the waters edge of the crystal clear lake that seemingly reflected the mountains as if they were using it as a mirror.
We found the room and chunked down our bags to not waste time as we wanted to explore the sites around town. The city streets and quaint little shops reminded us of the backdrop of a city hidden in the mountains of Colorado. Walking along the water my mind went peaceful as I basked in the beauties that we are blessed to see, but no words can describe. The mountains that surrounded the lake were sporting cotton candy like clouds around their peeks as the ducks dove in the cold waters of the lake catching their dinner. Everyone we talked to about going to Queenstown said, "You have to eat at Furgburger." So of course we stopped at Furgburger and had "lupper." It was a pretty good hamburger, if I do say so myself.
We happened upon on interesting shop that gave the unique experience of minus 5 degree Celsius. So being the adventure type, we had to try the experience. Slapping on our parkas and ugg boots, we found ourselves deep in the ice house that gave us the experience of drinking out of ice glasses and sitting on ice furniture. If you are headed to Queenstown, check out grabone.com they had a great coupon for the ice house. The house had several intricately carved sculptures to admire and for a photo opp. With Josh's legs frozen and my fingers like icicles, we finished our drinks to warm up in the not so warm outside. Our bodies really had not been cold since we moved to Australia, so we were really enjoying the temperature.
Walking back to the hotel with an appreciation for the city we kept wondering why would you ever leave a place like this, but then we realized with each new place comes a unique adventure like the many we have seen (plus the many to come). With a quick nod and a wink we turned in for the night after taking in the night air with a warm cup of tea before bed.