The end of the backpacker journey, for now...
March 1st 2008 We arrived back in Queenstown, me as usual, on a very full bladder. As soon as those bus doors open, I shot out of there like a canon in search of the nearest loo, and left Marielle to figure out where we were going to stay. With no options to speak of we stayed at Base - possibly the worst hostel in Queenstown. We went to the internet to catch up on emails and I called Steph. We were tired, I
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