Queenstown, New Zealand
I can't decide if it was the longest day of my or the day that never happened. It's all a matter of perspective really. It was almost exactly 31 hours from the time that we left the house to our arrival in Queenstown. The flight was shockingly not as terrible as we'd expected, keeping in mind we did travel fully around the globe; we were tired.
I had heard that flying into Queenstown was an adventure, but I hadn't really understood why until we were landing. ...