It was the perfect mix of business and a winter escape when we zoomed across the Tasman to New Zealand’s beautiful Queenstown.
itting magnificently in the shadow of the snow-capped Remarkables on the bank of Lake Wakatipu, there was no better haunt than Queenstown for three bungee-jumping adrenaline-junkie, ski-bunnies to help me celebrate my 40th birthday. Anyone who has ever flown into the windy corridor of Queenstown will sympathize with me when I say that the jaw-clenching experience of our 747 bumbling through the strong gusts of wind on descent was my first taste of fear. The moment my feet hit the tarmac, the minus degree wind chilled my veins. I was finally on holidays, and it was time to breathe in this crisp alpine air and “let go”.
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