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Published: September 24th 2015
Waking to a gorgeous sunny morning, New Zealand breakfast television obsessed by the All Blacks and a shower that Dean christened 'the tattoo remover', I was looking forward to exploring the town. We spent the day wandering around and the girls stalking some Brisbane you-tuber. It was a truly magnificent day weather-wise and the forecast looked good for the next few days.
Queenstown offers lots of adventure activities and we decided that skiing would be the major one. However, we wanted the girls to try some other things too. Having experienced 'Escape Rooms' in KL and Melbourne, we thought we could try the one here. It certainly challenged us and if we hadn't been given lots of hints, we'd probably still be locked in the study with the revolver waiting for Colonel Mustard.
Our second full day saw Dean and the girls head off to Coronet Peak for a day of skiing. Departing just after 8 up the hill and full of excitement, they were prepared for chilly conditions but the sun was out and it was a glorious day. When they returned, full of crazy tales involving mayhem and hijinx, it seemed that parking the car, getting the gear on
and walking to the lodge were the easiest things they did all day.
Getting the story out of Eleanor and Dayna involved lots of re-enactments, uncontrollable laughter and very little denials from Dean. From what I can gather, Eleanor was mucking around in the snow and Dean got angry. She continued to ignore what later turned out to be sensible instructions.
After flying down the mountain, she realised the stupidity of her actions and sought some fatherly advice. As Dean was focussing on Eleanor, he somehow managed to do a backward somersault off the moving conveyor belt into the snow, which apparently formed a human sized hole pretty quickly. The girls have enjoyed re-enacting this moment many times.
This was the first of many times where they angered the lady operating the conveyor belt. She had to stop the belt, check to see if Dean was okay and then get everybody moving again.
Over the next hour, Eleanor was told to stay away from people and Dayna was recommended to undertake some lessons. Morning tea break was interrupted by an announcement in the cafeteria - the owner of a blue Corolla had to move his car; yes, Dean had parked
in No Parking Zone.
The hilarity continued over the course of the day. Enthusiastically describing how Dayna dropped her pole whilst riding the chairlift (but she hung onto her snowball!) and how they fell over in a myriad of ways will keep us entertained for the rest of the holidays.
Meanwhile, I went for a walk to Frankton and back. A leisurely stroll along one of the many trails around the area. We have been truly blessed by magnificent Spring weather, unlike the east coast of the south island and much of the north island. Mild temperatures and blue skies have meant that our polar gear hasn't really seen much use. Happy times.
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