Hitchin' All Over the World

Lake Wanaka Harbor 

Need a Hand?

Snow Park

Snow Park Cabin

Cardrona Mountain

Burton Open: Semi Finals

Winna!

Queenstown Candy: NomNomNom

I had such a lovely weekend to Queenstown and Wanaka. Alex and I bought a sweet GrabOne deal to Snow Park, New Zealand in Wanaka. It was only 20$ per night and all of our friends were staying in the same hostile. We had some lunch in a small, but delicious, restaurant. After, we caught our bus to the mountain and finally arrived at around 5pm. By that time, we relaxed in the lounge, had a few beers and winded up playing Jenga. After a few minutes of our really intense game, two other boys decided to join us. After our game, we had another delicious meal. We went back up to our room to get ready for some more drinking and sneaking into the hot tubs in the apartments on the hill above us. We made mimosas but the orange juice we used had pulp in it; the final product was not visually appealing.

We made an attempt to sneak into those hot tubs, but lucky us, all the apartments were filled and most of those people were out and about, around their apartments. Epic Failure.

The morning after, we heard some bad news about the weather hitting Dunedin, so we decided to cut our trip short, and leave directly after the Burton Open on Cardrona Mountain. We were ready by 9am, with coffee in hand! We stood at the top of the mountain, hoping, I mean really HOPING we could hitch down the mountain. A nice worker offered to take us half way down the mountain and waited with us until we found a ride down the other half of the mountain. We eventually found a ride but, 'tis a story that I can only tell you when you're older.

Those people <mentioned above> brought us to the road that led us to Cardrona. Eventually, we found a family (a dad and his two beautiful kids, who I happened to have wonderful conversations with on the ride up), that took us all the way up to the top - so long as we watched his kids for 10 minutes. We didn't have any time to ski or board because we had to catch a 4pm bus in Queenstown to bring us back to Dunedin. Again, we got more coffee and attempted to make our way up to the mountain where the half pipe was. This is when I first realized we were divas.

Both of us had jeans, Uggs, and obnoxious (neon green and bright orange) shells on <-- talk about looking like Americans. We had to take the bunny trail lift up (in our Uggs, without a board or skis) and somehow trek up a mountain without any sort of traction. After slipping and sliding up this mountain, only slipping once or twice (maybe more), we made it up and found seats to watch the semi-finals. That was short-lived though because we had to leave by 12:30 to have ample time to hitch to Queenstown.

What a life. When it was time to go, we had to now figure out a way to get down this small mountain. A bunch of beautiful boarders were watching at our attempts and eventually told us to sit on our bags and slide down the hill. The only thought that was going through my head was "Bitch, are you crazy? I'm not sitting, let alone, sliding on my Marc Jacobs" <-- ultimate diva. I was so stubborn, I just sat down on the snow and slid down the hill like a small child.

After this obstacle, we waited for forever to find a ride down the hill and (possibly to Queenstown). This old, Australian man offered to take us all the way to Queenstown (thank the lord). Alex sat up front with him, having a heated political debate while I was in the back off in la la land. What else is new?

We Arrived in Queenstown! We only had a few hours there but managed to run into Sierra and Alisha, buy a lot of things from the gift stores, and have a sweet lunch. Although we had so many issues, and quite the experiences hitch-hiking all over the world, I was so happy we decided to leave early. Our friend who had the same return schedule as us didn't get home until wednesday evening (we got home late saturday night) because of the snow!

x Feeling Lucky x