A pretty slow day today. I slept in, bought groceries, and sorted out my boarding gear. The place we're staying in, the "Hotel" Esplanade, is amazingly shitty. It should be called the Hotel Shitplanade. Even though it's en suite, the toilet is covered with mold. The sheets are dirty, the lights don't work, and the proprietors are weird. On top of that, the kitchen is only open from 8 am to 8 pm. What good is that? Tomorow we have to be on the bus at 7:45, so no breakfast for us.

Tonight me and the Irish lads attempted again the sample Queenstown's legendary nightlife. We went to three bars, each worse than the previous one. Not even the retractable roof of Winnie Bago's made it a good place. And the music is worse than in Taupo.

Jimbo pissed me off. Crickett was on in one of the bars, and being that I never saw it before, I was surprised when the batter took his bat with him when he ran. So when I express my ignorance of the game, he somehow turned that into a snide remark that less than 25% of Americans vote. I don't know what the connection is. Luckily, tonight was our last night with him.