Monday, August 25, 2014


On the drive to Queenstown Mom posed in front of the fruit sculpture as we entered the town of Cromwell, which is known for its fruit farms and vineyards. Shout out to my neighbor, Tim, who hails from Cromwell.

After four hours with mom behind the wheel--struggling with the challenge of driving on the right side of the car and the left side of the road--we were so relieved to finally arrive in Queenstown, adventure capital of the world and a wonder of scenic beauty.

Mom and I met up with a few of my flatties, picked up take-out from Fergburger and dined in the parlour at Eichardt's Private Hotel, our luxurious accommodations... thanks, Dad!
Mom is enjoying her first ever Fergburger, a Codfather. The burgers have hysterical names, which if partly why the place is so famous. Not to mention the fact that the burgers are fabulous.

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