A town built for a Queen

So, almost up to date now.....

It's day three in Queenstown (day 8, I think, of the trip) and I have had a very relaxed day. It's been lovely!

On the way into Queenstwon, we stopped off for some of the guys on the bus to bungy jump. Oh my word! It looks scary. I just had a cup of tea and watched!

Once in Queenstown, everyone was dropped off, except for me. This is the only time I have felt that maybe I shouldn't have booked accommodation before getting here. My self catering room turned out to be almost 3km outside of Queenstown! I was a tad bit upset, but didn't have too much time to dwell on it as I had to speed walk like an olympian back into town to go Hang gliding! Oh yes! After a super speedy walk into town, I arrived at the office to find that they had gone. Noooo. However, as I stood in the middle of the shop, a sweaty study in scarlet, almost ready to collapse in a blubbery heap, they cam back for me! They'd gone driving up the road to look for me and then came back to the shop, just in case.

As there were 8 of us, mostly all off the bus, 4 went first and 4 waited. I was last, which gave me plenty of time to think about throwing myself off a cliff. It was so worth waiting for though. Mark, the tandem instructor ran me through the safety guidelines and after 3 quick steps and a short run, we were airborne. It was FANTASTIC!!! I loved it. The views were incredible and the feeling of soaring was just unbelievable. The most amazing thing about the whole experience was the fact that I didn't once feel scared.

I now want lessons when I get home!