Waking up for yet another early morning, we headed out about the same time we drove into town. We finally would get to see the sites along the road that we drove in on in the dark of night. As we pulled out of town we got to see the start of the many one lane bridges and we could now see beyond the guardrails. On the first of journey the roads were lined with ferns three meters high, lush green grass, and thick evergreens that had seemingly never had missed a drink of water. The mountain trees were as thick as a tightly woven basket, and at times you would see where they had fallen down the side of the mountain like dominoes taking all in their path. With every turn was an even more stunning view with waterfalls coming down the side of mountains after the fresh night rain. At one point we dodged out to the sea as the sun was raising and we took a leisure stroll along the rocky shores that were littered with drift wood. You could also see the stone stacks that are hikers marks to show they had been there.
Driving away from the sea and further inland we started to see the same size massive mountains that were only covered in the native hill grass with bear tops. Then further along the road the mountain side turned green with padlocks speckled with sheep. The road became a little more straight and a bit busier as the locals and tourist came alive. The sea side views turned into these large lakes that contained the melted snow runoff. The small towns became larger and larger as we went, and as we traveled along we remembered there was a puzzle museum an hour out from Queenstown.
Pulling into the puzzle place, we saw all of the kids and adults playing in the front with some of the stationary props, and being big kids ourselves we ran to the ticket counter with joy. First we took on the four corner maze that looked much easier than it actually was to complete. We found the first tower with ease and struggled on the other ones a bit. From there we came inside for a snack and to play some of the table puzzles. Our last but least task was the illusion rooms. I have to say that it is one of the coolest places you can take a kid or husband because they can play for hours in the different rooms that ranges from the tilting house to the picture gallery of 3D photos and much more. Exhausted and with only two hours before our flight checkin, we drove down to the city center to check out the lake front and to get one last glimpse of this side of the world. Then on our way back to Queenstown we went along the hairpin curves that I now think it was for the better we drove in the dark the first time because they were intense. Along the way and ten minutes outside town we called in our last Fergburger. Food in hand and the gas tank now full we pulled into the airport to drop the car, and to the ticket counter we went. As the lady said those words we don't like to hear at the end of a trip, "Mr and Mrs Thomason here are your boarding passes and that way to your gate. It was a fun filled trip and one we will not forget.
What is a place you have gone as an adult and acted like a kid?