Welcome to Queenstown, adventure capital of the world (and tourist capital of New Zealand)! Thrill seekers, nature lovers, hipster coffee drinkers, and posh pub crawlers unite – it has something for everyone. This is the second time I’ve been to the area, and both times have seemed far too short.
I always have to take a few pictures along the drive, as the journey is often as beautiful as the destination. Below, Lake Pukaki.
The reason for such a long drive for an unfortunately short weekend was, of course, the Queenstown International Marathon. My first New Zealand race, and my second full marathon. Check-in was busy but exciting!
Sincere apologies, but I did NOT stop along the race to take pictures (although I was a tad late and got stuck in the back of the pack with the selfie-takers and walk-after-a-half-milers and probably would have had the time)! I’m sure you wouldn’t be surprised at how gorgeous the route was though – I am seriously ruined for running in the Midwest. Or even on roads in general. There were a few tough hills, but I felt prepared. In fact, I blew away my first marathon time, and even my goal time, finishing at 4:06:26. After a long shower and large pizza, my #1 Queenstown desire was fulfilled: Patagonia ice cream. And we made some very nice duck friends…so nice that a few groups of people stopped to take pictures of how cozy the ducks were making themselves so us!
And just a few photos walking around near town:
Not a cheap race or easy drive, but I have a sneaky suspicion that I’ll be hooked for next year as well…hopefully with a few more days padded in to relax, eat ice cream, hike, and maybe indulge in some adventure activities…did someone say bungee jumping?? 😉