As you can see, I managed to get in the second skydive. Leah also came and did it with me, I shared my prize so we both got a half price skydive.

The weather was absolutely perfect. My guy came to strap me in, he was from Bulgaria, he asked me if I knew where it was, so I said, near Croatia. Not a great start, apparently it's near Turkey. Anyway, after a bit of Smith banter, I had totally won him over.

He presented me with a white skull cap so I asked if he could put St. Georges cross on it for me. He looked at me a little strangely but still whipped out his masking tape and a couple of arts and crafts seconds later, I had a personalised hat.

As this skydive was being filmed I asked Kras (the Bulgarian) if we could do a dramatic exit for my movie, so one back flip later and again we are hurtling towards the ground at 120mph. Another man jumped at the same time filming it all, quite a bizarre experience and posing was a little difficult! Nevertheless, I think he got my good side (?)

When the parachute opened (and this is always a good feeling because you know that you are not going to die and also you can breathe once again), he was trying to point out the sights to me. I said, thanks, that's great, but when can I drive?! And he actually let me take control of the parachute, brave man. What a fantastic experience.

Once again, a perfect (and documented) landing and this time I felt I could really congratulate myself.

Also in Quennstown, we visited another National Park, Milford Sound which was a beautiful fjordland. On a cruise, we saw dolphins, penguins, seals and leopard seals.

The driver took us under a waterfall, and according to Maori legend, if the water touches your skin, you will look 10 years younger. I started rubbing it in squealing, "I'll be 3, I'll be 3." Leah simply looked at me in disgust and asked how I'd ever passed a maths GCSE!

The rest of Queenstown was spent just relaxing and eating fish fingers (they only come in packs of 40 here). Next stop, another city, Dunedin...

Katherine xxx