My life in NZ in a nutshell – Part 3 (a): Hello, Queenstown!

Flying from Auckland to Queenstown was cheaper than from Rotorua so I travelled up to Auckland and did my first couchsurfing before flying.

From Queenstown onward, Suecing travelled with me for a month. The travel plan of LW and the gang always coincided with ours, so we met each other very often during that 1 month. Sue had written dutiful travel logs about our days in South Island so I am just going to write about the highlights of the trip in chronological order as well as to share informative and funny photos which still crack me up 🙂

Tracing our footsteps!

Tracing our footsteps!

1) Awed by the beauty of Queenstown

Before my touchdown, LW sent me a very POETIC (note my capitalization! Because this’s something so not her! Haha!) sms about how beautiful Queenstown was. When the plane was hovering above Queenstown, I felt like writing poems as well! :p

The blue blue Queenstown~~~

The blue blue Queenstown~~~

2) Had the most expensive burger in my life so far!

… at Fergburger!

In Ferg we trust :)

In Ferg we trust 🙂

Look at the commotion!

Look at the commotion!

After reading this, I reminded myself not to open my jaw too much!

After reading this, I reminded myself not to open my jaw too much!

To my future travel partners: let's take a photo like this (covering only private parts) somewhere! :p ;)

To my future travel partners: let’s take a photo like this (covering only private parts) somewhere! :p 😉

The codfather cost me NZD 14. Sue treated me Big AL, the most expensive burger on the menu on another day :)

The codfather cost me NZD 14. Sue treated me Big AL, the most expensive burger on the menu on another day 🙂

fergburger queenstown nz

The size of the burger was bigger than my face!

Part 1: Rotorua| Part 2a: Goodbye Rotorua! | Part 2b: Hello again, Auckland! | Part 3: Hello, South Island! (b) Te Anau (c) Milford Sound | Part 4: zucchini picking | Part 5: last bit of travelling (a) inmate days (b) (c) (d)| Concluding remarks

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