Towns, Dead and Alive
Friday, November 5th, 2004Day 3 – Mount Cook to Gleorchy
After a night in which sleep was no longer a theory, but a reality, Tory and I got an early start, heading for Queenstown. After packing up our stuff, we went in search of breakfast, but found that for some strange reason the two Cafes in the area were both closed. Why a place that sells coffee wouldn’t open until 10, especially considering that 90 percent of backpackers wake up before 8, is anyone’s guess. At any rate, with empty stomachs we journeyed fourth, but made a quick stop near Mount Cook before we had gotten far. [read on]
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