We rolled through Queenstown a couple of years ago, and it was the first time I’d been here since the 1980s. It seemed like a soulless place. I’ve been back a few times since, and it’s growing on me.
It certainly is a strange place, made up almost entirely of cafes, bars, restaurants and tourist shops. I’ve only ever been here in winter before, when the place is thick with skiers and adventurers. This time of the year it’s full of hot young things trying with all their might to pretend they are laying on the shores of a tropical beach. In reality, the lake is freezing and I’m not game enough for anything more than a paddle.
I’ve had a really lovely weekend here though. Considering Queenstown’s reputation as the adventure capital of New Zealand, it has a really laid-back vibe.
We’ve had a great time just lazing around in the sun and going for walks. It’s magnificent!