Bungy Bungy AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

So I think I wrote my last blog on Saturday… But I can’t really remember. I remember that we left Wanaka on Saturday in the late morning, looked for the Lord of the Rings river in Arrowtown. Failed. Came to Queenstown, went to the i-site. It was really busy. Marit and I wanted to shower. Marit and I were really annoyed at everyone. We had showers, which was glorious. Then I think I must have written my blog, and then we asked camp-ground-Joe which bars in town were good to check out. He mapped out a pub crawl for us.

So we got a $4 beer at the first bar in a big old building. But we didn’t realize that it was a big old building at that time. We noticed in the morning. Awkward. Then we walked to McDonalds. Of course. I don’t think we have gone more than a day without going to McDonalds. Anyways. Schnegg got some sort of barbecue bacon cheese burger thing. Apparently it is the best thing ever. I hate being gluten-dairy-egg-free.

Then we walked past this place called the ‘skybar’ and Marit liked the music, so we gave our IDs to the bouncers. We thought it a bit strange that there were bouncers at a bar… Then we got upstairs and realized that it was a club. Bahaha. But we were there pretty early, we are losers. But Schnegg and Elisa are the biggest losers because then they went home. Just kidding… I love them. Marit and I are the big time ‘partiers’ we stayed and danced for a bit. And then all of the people in the ‘club’ left. We realized that they were on a pub crawl. So we were really creepy and followed them. We followed them a few places, did some serious dancing, got bored of them and went to McDonalds. Surprise, surprise. Then we went back to the Skybar to dance more.

We met an Irish girl who was so hilarious. She was so sassy and was flipping off all of the boys. We just thought she was funny so we hung out with her for a while. Marit tried to tell her about Jesus, but she didn’t understand. And then we found out that she was a bisexual, and she thought we were lesbians. Awkward. Probably because we were the only girls in the skybar that were not showing their boobz and butts. Oh well. At least the boys left us alone.

Except for this one guy. He was super scrawny and super drunk and he looked like he must have been about 17. And he was just flail-dancing all over, and he danced with us. He was funny.

We eventually went home and crawled into the tent. It was late, but I will not reveal how late it was…

Let’s just say that on Sunday we were REALLY TIRED. But we still got up and went to church. We went to the City Impact church in Frankton. It was super fancy in there. And everyone was SO FRIENDLY. I was impressed. I think 3 people came up and said hi and welcomed us right when we got there, and then we got free coffees and chatted with another guy from the church. It was cool.

The preacher was really awesome, and I was sad because I was too tired to stay awake, so I sort of missed most of the message. I am so sorry Jesus!

After church we grabbed Rebekah at the airport. She was in Wellington for a while and now is finishing off our South island tour with us. Luckily she packed very light, or else she would have been strapped to the roof.

Then we went to the beach and I slept. It was awesome. The weather is amazing here in Queenstown. And the beach is beautiful. I just listened to some Will Reagan and tried to make it up to Jesus for sleeping in church. We spent most of the day at the beach, and then we came back to our tents and I showered and watched Community on my ipod, and then I went to bed early. It was great.

This morning I forced everyone to go walk around all of the art galleries in town. I don’t know if anyone else really enjoyed it. Rebekah and Schnegg stuck around for the whole tour, Marit and Elisa couldn’t manage it. Then we sat on the beach and contemplated our impending doom – the bungy jump.

Oh man. The bungy. Hm. Let’s talk about something else first.

I met the first Canadian in New Zealand on the South island. I thought that Canadians loved New Zealand. But I have seen barely any. And there are Germans EVERYWHERE. Literally we run into SO MANY Germans every day. Anyways, this was a guy from Canada… and guess who he was!!! The crazy scrawny super drunk kid from the club the other night!!!! He totally didn’t recognize us though. And he isn’t 17, he’s probably 19. He went to U of A! Sweet as bro.

So the bungy. It was 134 m. You take a little wire transporter car (sort of like a horizontal gondola) out to a little hut thing hangning on a wire, over the middle of a big valley. I was really scared. I was so scared that I couldn’t even manage to walk to the ledge. The guy pushed me along and told me to hold on to his arm. So I tried to reach for his arm with my hand, but since I was so scared, my motor skills were impaired and instead of grabbing him, I just awkwardly flapped my left arm at his arm. Then he listed off various Canadian stereo types (Bacon, Touque, Igloo… ) and then he pushed me off the edge. I screamed the whole way down, and then my body reverted into shock mode and I don’t really remember much. But when I got back up my facial expression must have been pretty funny. Everyone thought I was crying. I wasn’t. But I felt like crying. It was so scary. I was shaking so much that I couldn’t even stand up when I got back to the platform. And then I shook for a few hours after that.

And then there was the swing. It was the world’s largest swing. It was a 300 m wide swing. I don’t remember how high it is. Anyways, Marit and Elisa went together and Schnegg and Rebekah went together, and I went alone. I was still freaking out about the bungy, and I for some reason gave in to peer pressure to do the swing upside down and backwards. Oh Steph. I was pretty scared. But it wasn’t as bad as the bungy. I have had enough adrenaline to last me a lifetime. I can say with complete certainty that I like sky diving 1000000000000…. times better than bungy.

I also had to borrow a pair of close-toed shoes for the bungy because I was really smart and wore my orange Burkenstocks that Miranda gave me at the end of DTS. So I borrowed a black pair of Keds-ish shoes, which aren’t actually too horrible, except that they have a big 9 written in white on the toes. So half way back to town on the bus I realized that I was still wearing the black borrow shoes. Awkward. So I have to go back tomorrow and get my shoes. But they were kind and let me wear their shoes until I get mine back. Oh man.

And on our walk back to the campsite guess who we ran into! Miranda and Tasia. That is the second time in Queenstown. I think they are stalking us. But not really because we are having a sleepover with them tonight at our hilarious camp ground. It is sort of in town, but a camp ground. It’s really small, and there are little gravel slips for vehicles. And then tiny little patches of grass that are half of the size of the car parks. And we have two tents pitched on the tiny patch of grass. They JUST fit, but barely. It’s hilarious. But there are free showers and it’s cheap. Score!

And tomorrow, once we pick up my shoes, we are going to leave Queenstown (sadly) and travel to Milford Sound. I am so pumped, it’s supposed to be beautiful. I’m so pumped.