It's Not Too Extreme Is It? (29-31/05/09)

FRIDAY 29TH MAY

For some reason I’m not in the mood for extreme sports/activities and so therefore I pass on the opportunity to go on the Shot over jet. This is essentially sitting in a stunt speed boat and zooming around a river with your life in the hands of the driver. Louise went along with Batman and Robin while in the mean time I checked out the casino. As it turned out I won a fair bit playing Blackjack (supposedly a mugs game). Because I was enjoying myself so much I ended up being late meeting back with the Brady Bunch and was subsequently scolded until I told Louise how much I’d won.

SATURDAY 30TH MAY

Most of the day was spent wandering the town while Flash went to do his bungy jump. As I said before I’ve thought about doing it but Flash has no fear and disappeared at 14:00p.m to do the deed. In the meantime me, Louise and Dot checked out a bit more of Queenstown. It still seems a little quiet and I think that’s definitely the case as there still aren’t that many people inhabiting the streets. When you go to Queenstown, the only place you are supposed to eat is at Fergburger. As they say, ‘When in Rome.’ I wasn’t disappointed with my burger in a bag, and as I’d had a few afternoon drinks I will admit that this is officially the Nº1 after beer food, even above the humble kebab. Flash arrived safe and sound at 18:00p.m with the biggest cheesiest grin ever, pasted all over his face. He also had the funniest video ever of someone doing a bungy jump. In the evening Flash, because of his exertions earlier in the day stayed in while the rest of us headed out into the Queenstown night, which ended up with us in the casino. Without realising, Dot managed to win on the roulette table. I think it might have something to do with her being pissed. I did also see the F.A Cup final and was hoping for the impossible that neither team won, as I’m a Liverpool fan and hate both Everton and Chelsea.

SUNDAY 31ST MAY

I was a very late day today, due in no small part to last night’s excesses. Eventually we made it off the campsite and headed to do a bit of shopping. Louise wanted an All Blacks hoody and I wanted to buy the new British Lions rugby jersey and so we went to the local sports shop. I purchased the hoody for Louise and after I’d paid for it asked what turned out to be the most offensive question ever (well the way the shop owner reacted, you’d think I’d try to screw his wife)! I was foolish enough to ask why rugby jersey’s retail at NZ$150 when I can get the same jersey for the equivalent of NZ$120 back home. Apparently that’s the rrp and at least 8 people in the last two weeks had told him that NZ$150 was cheaper than they could get it the UK. I told him he was full of shit and if he’d spoke to me with that attitude before I’d bought the hoody for Louise then he would have lost a sale. What an arrogant prick.
We all went to Fergburger again for tea, Flash demolished the biggest burger on the menu along with a bag of chips. After pigging out we were all too knackered to do anything.
By the way, I can get a Lions jersey for £45 or NZ$113, so he was full of shit.