HunnyBunny

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Day 120
3rd January

Sadly we had to check out of that great apartment and start heading down towards Dunedin, I kept calling it dun din but it is in fact pronounced dun eden much to my embarrassment. However we didn’t have to be in Dunedin until late the following day so we decided to fit in some last activities in Queenstown as we got quite a soft spot for the place. First on our list was Puzzling World, an amusement park recommended to us way back in South America by a couple we met on the death road leaving La Senda Verde who had just been through New Zealand.

When we got there it was very busy and definitely very puzzly, there is a large walk around maze that you start off in, you have to get to four different coloured towers in a specific order which should take around 45 mins to an hour, well after 30 or so mins of it we had found three of the towers but I started getting grumpy from bumping into so many dozy people and their dozier children plus I was possibly getting frustrated at the fact I hadn’t cracked it in record time, I wonder how Liz puts up with me sometimes marching around in a hypo shouting “this way, come on keep up darling!” so we left through an emergency exit and got some sandwiches and juice instead. After we’d eaten we went to explore the rest of puzzling world which was pretty cool, they had a hall of holograms, a room full of inside out faces, a room where you look big in one corner and little in the other corner and best of all a weird room on an incline that made you feel as though gravity was sideways it was very odd, not particularly puzzly that bit but fun nonetheless.

We bought some t-shirts and then headed back to the car as we needed to be in Arrowtown in time for the pick up to go clay pigeon shooting, I was very excited by this and I think Liz was perhaps a little nervous, I didn’t want her to bruise her cheek on the butt of the gun or anything but also didn’t want to say in case it put her off as Liz can be very stubborn when she doesn’t want to do something, trying to get her to snorkel or walk up a canyon is tricky enough but firing a gun would be near on impossible so I didn’t say anything and just kept my fingers crossed.

We were picked up by the instructor from “point break” who had three others in his car two American brothers and a British girl, I can’t remember the instructors name but he was brilliant. We drove through a farm and he took us through all the “how to handle the gun” stuff and let us have a couple of practise shots, any apprehension I had about Liz having fun was soon dismissed, my dear sweet wife got a wild look in her eye and a big grin on her face, I half expected her to go all Bonnie and Clyde on me and start robbing banks. We had a shooting competition firing at clay pigeons rolling along the floor, straight up in the air, away from us and sideways ones too. Out of 24 Liz got 17 and I got 21.

I will probably not be keeping a shotgun ever as I fear Liz may use it on me to do the washing up or get off warcraft.
We were sad to leave the pigeon shooting but most of all to be leaving Queenstown it really is a beautiful part of the world but we had to hit the road again so we drove about 120km towards Dunedin and stopped at a cheapish motel in a town called Milton, got some dinner at the local pub and bought a bottle of wine then went back to our room watched Minority Report on the telly and had an early night.

Love Ellz x

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[david smoki]

this is my rifle and this is my gun... bang bang your dead..x