It was a long, long journey toQueenstown, but finally arriving at our hostel we dumped out bags an set off into town to get a famous Fergburger! They were massive, and really tasty with aioli spread and tomato relish in them. We just chilled out at the hostel after that and chatted to Candice from Canada, who gave us advice for our ski lessons the following day!
On Saturday we were up at8am to get the shuttle bus to the ski slopes, but it was late, and then it took us so long to get our boots, skis, poles, salapets and jackets from the rental place that we missed the morning group lesson! We were annoyed but at the same time secretly pleased, as we'd both suddenly realised we were quite scared about what we were about to let ourselves in for ... but at 1.50 we did join the lesson, and realised how much harder it was to ski than we'd expected! It felt more slippery than we thought it would, and all though I managed to learn how to stop by the end of the lesson, i somehow couldn't turn. It was good fun, but Nat had lost hope by the end of the lesson, and i don't think our instructor helped as he wasn't the most encouraging of men.
I pulled Nat out of bed the next morning though, determined to improve on yesterdays efforts on the ski slopes, and today we did the morning and afternoon lessons with a Spaniard called Ricardo, who aside from being hilarious to listen to was a really good teacher, and made us do all kinds of silly exercises like clapping in time with each other whilst we skied down the slope. and by the end of the day we were on the steeper slope and i could turn and loved it!! It was very exciting. Nat enjoyed it slightly more than the previous day but still didn't feel that it was her sport as she doesn't lie the cold and wet aspects of it!
On Monday we did a day tip to Milford Sound in Fiordland National Park, which was overall a bit of a disappointment. It's meant to be one of the top sights in New Zealand, but for me it was vey like other sights i'd seen like Halong Bay in vietnam and the Gorges du Verdon in France, but a lesser impressive version! It took us 5 hours on the coach to get there, and then we did a two hour cruise out through the sound to the Tasman Sea, the highlight of which was seeing some New Zealand Fur Seals! We then had a long journey back which was annoying.
On Tuesday we got the Magic bus to Dunedin on the Eastern side of the South Island ...