Bug Bingo was the game. Sadly, someone else tied with me for first place and so it all came down to rock, paper, scissors. Thanks to a misspent childhood – I walked away the winner…even if it was by the skin of my teeth. We were in Queenstown so why would the prize be anything else but a pub crawl.
As we had just gotten into Queenstown that evening – I couldn’t think a better way to get well acquainted with the party town of New Zealand. We went from pub to pub and I may have even had one of the event organizers piggy-back me from one pub to another (was so close to being tragic as I almost flipped backwards but don’t worry as we got it together at the last moment and there are no injuries to report). There was also a group who climbed on each other to create a pyramid while I was sentenced to do push ups for using the word MINE. Still think it was a stupid rule but who am I to judge.
Before I knew it – it was the wee hours of the morning and I was at Devil Burger with new and old friends alike. A good time was had by all and all that can be said is what happens in Queenstown, stays in Queenstown (encase you’re wondering – more applicable in Queenstown than it was in Baz).