Eel Testicles

Well that's almost it as far as Queenstown is concerned. Tomorrow I'm due to catch a bus headed for Dunedin and the Otago Peninsula. Time to say goodbye to my Queenstown Single Serving Friends. After posting this, I will have to get ready for the planned night out. Not that that will take me long, considering I'm living out of a backpack. Still, a girl can nonetheless attempt an effort with a non-creased T-shirt and fresh undie ;-)

Also... I was approached by a local today trying to convince me to take a river safari with his company. He garantueed me that no one had died on his trips for three years. The fact that he didn't crack a smile after this comment made me panic slightly, so I turned to a few others to verify his account. He wasn't lying. Three years ago someone died. But no one since. Guess that's allright then. *spooked expression on face*. I think I might just give it a miss just now *edges away quietly*.

Fact of the Day:
- Freud specialised in eel testicles as a biologist before finding his true calling. I thought that was worth a mention. There's hope for everyone out there stuck in a slightly deviant profession after all ;-)

PS: Jo chickie, a very happy 25th birthday for you tomorrow!!! Ye old git ;-)