Queenstown
The day after our Blue Mountain trip was another long travel day – we were taking an early morning flight to New Zealand. While it wasn’t my intention to have such long days back to back, it was the only way to fit in everything with our schedule. So our alarms rang at 5am and we were out of the house by 5:45am. Luckily there were a couple of Vietnamese bakeries opened on our walk to the station, so at least…