Alas, the morning was still grey and cloudy. All sightseeing flights over Milford Sound had been cancelled for the day, so we were going to have to find some other way to amuse ourselves.

First, though, Brigid made an appointment with a chiropractor. Since our modem failed to recognise the hotel’s telephone system, we also wandered into town to check our e-mail at an Internet café. The connection was so slow, that eventually, Brigid had to leave John there, while she went to her appointment.

Neki Patel’s office was decorated with all sorts of souvenirs from sporting celebrities he had treated. We were both rather impressed to find that he looked after the All Blacks rugby team. Once Brigid’s back and neck had been duly manipulated and cracked back into alignment, John decided that his back could also do with a ‘service’. We made another appointment for later in the day.

For lunch, we bought tickets for the scenic gondola to a café overlooking Queenstown. At the same time we bought a couple of rides on the ‘luge’ trail. After eating, we spent a brilliantly silly hour or so racing down the trail on a couple of ridiculous 3-wheeled carts, before it was time to go back to the chiropractor.

We got back to the hotel in time to do some washing, and Brigid took advantage of the bathroom to re-dye her hair … purple!

That evening, we took a leisurely stroll around town trying to decide what we might like to eat. Most of the restaurants seemed quite empty (probably due to the premature end of the ski season). We eventually settled on Chico’s Bar and Grill.