I don’t know what it is about Queenstown that makes you fearless, but I caught whatever it was. Me and Nuti got up and grabbed beagle for breakfast before catching our bus for sky diving. That’s right, I somehow managed to jump out of a plane for fun.

I wasn’t nearly as nervous as I thought I’d would be. I didn’t get nervous on the bus or even when we started to suit up. Even when we boarded the super tiny plane with three other jumpers I didn’t start to panic. The plane took off and we had a 15 minute ride to reach our 12,000ft altitude. I only started to panic when everyone else started to jump and when it was my turn I got a red light because we were too far away from the landing point so we had to circle around. But once it was go time, I was ready. At that point I just had to jump. That initial fall is kind of scary but once we’re belly up and my arms were spread I was able to relax and enjoy the view. I feel like I keep saying that but Queenstown is honestly all about the gorgeous views of the mountains and the lake. 
We continued the craziness afterwards and took a helicopter ride to the top of a mountain. It’s not as crazy as jumping out of a plane, but still pretty dope. I had never been in a helicopter so that was a cool experience. It was a short ride but kind of a mind fuck to be in the grass in the beginning and then 10 minutes later be in the snowy mountains. 


We had free tickets for the gondola ride that we took to Bob’s Peak. We watched the sun kids the mountains goodnight before heading down to the bars. ![]()
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We ended the night at two rowdy bars. The first one was right across from our hostel. The World Bar is known for their tea pot cocktails so of course I tried one. The final bar was Cowboys where I felt the need to ride the mechanical bull. Queenstown has definitely been my favorite stop on this trip so far.



















Waiting for is at Manly Beach was two teens ready to teach us how to surf. Learning how to surf has been on my bucket list for a few years. No place better than Australia than to learn how to surf.
It honestly wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t easy, but I was about to get up a few times. I was also able to catch a couple waves on my own without the help of our instructors. The waves that day were pretty small but I feel like they were the perfect height to learn on. God is always looking out. 






























