On the way out of Queenstown we stopped off for breakfast. Our friends actually live in Kelvin Heights which is a kind of "suburb" of Queenstown. There is a nearby trading post (Remarkables Village) which has all the basic requirements without having to actually go downtown. However, we made the tactical error of going into the heart of the beast.
Anyway, we slithered into town and it wasn't 30 seconds before I felt like someone was sitting on my chest. You constantly had to keep your head on a swivel (to borrow an old fighter pilot's term) while driving to keep from using someone for a speed bump (tempting, but illegal; even here). We had one more stop to make (to pick up bleu cheese and cherries in Pinot Noir syrup), and afterward we decided to sneak out the back door rather than have to test my self-control again.
We sneaked into Arrowtown to use the much needed facilities before further travel. Ever heard of the movie The Invasion of the Body Snatchers? Well, this was just The Invasion of the Bodies. Help! Mister Wizard!
When we passed through Cromwell (whew!...nobody want to go there) we picked up a big bag of cherries at a roadside stand and had a competition seeing you could spit the pits the farthest into the wind while driving (the side mirror took a real beating).
We finally made it to Twizel (with cherries to spare), heaved a sigh of relief and checked into a motel. That night it just poured rain. It was the first time we had seen rain since November 24.
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