Saturday. Got picked up my Karl (Kiwi) and Tim (California). I will start out by saying that I did initiate this friendship. I think that I have fast runner syndrome for intelligence so I just made a point of getting to know them on my fieldtrip. By the end of the fieldtrip I had decided that they would be good friends with nothing mor ethan that but I didn’t know if I had made it seem as though I wanted more than a friendship with either of them. Here is my lack of social skills and extreme need to stop flirting when I am drunk bringing me down. Well, we went to Queenstown the party/crazy stuff capital of NZ. The drive was beautiful and I finally got to see Mount Cook out of the clouds. Got to Queenstown. Checked into a hotel and went out on the town. We bought each other rounds. A lot of rounds. We danced until four thirty in the morning. I broke out my salsa dancing that really should not be broken out. Ever. It was fun. Nothing bad. Sunday. Went to Te Anua (farther South) Went for a little hike. I decided that we should go swimming in the river. If there is water around I want to go swimming. I usually end up going in my underwear. It is a bad habit. I know that there are pictures of me already down here of me in my underwear. Can’t be helped. It’s better than wet jeans. Tim is a bit skinny and was getting pretty cold after swimming so we splurged and got a hotel with a spa bath. Went to the bar. Had a few rounds. Drank some wine and sat in the hot tub. Hot tubs and alcohol do not mix. Nothing too exciting.
Sunday. Drove to Milford Sound. Actually not a sound but a fjord. Went on a boat ride. Saw penguins, fur seals and lots of waterfalls. Drove back to Queenstown. Got there in time to go out again. Wow. A lot of alcohol. Ended up climbing trees down by the lake. I didn’t fall out. Amazing. Slept in the back of Tim’s small subaru. Quite cramped. I was in the middle.