Okay, so Queenstown has some pretty interesting things to do.
For example, you can strap on a device that uses pressurized water to propel you into the air.
“Flyboard. Fly like a superhero.”
Alternatively, you can splash around in one of the lakes in a strange submarine jet thingy that is painted to look like a shark.
“Hydro Attack. The ultimate blend of shark and machine.”
I did not sign up for either of those activities. I don’t like water.
If you ask me, the most exciting thing to do in Queenstown, New Zealand (apart from skydive) is browse among the used books at Black Cat Bookshop.
When I arrived at the shop and saw these paperbacks out front, I wasn’t sure whether I would find anything to my taste, but looking through the books on the shelves was sure to be an *interesting* experience.I haven’t read any books by Murakami, and I don’t think I’d necessarily like them if I did, but I heartily approve of this quote: “If you only read [the] books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”In the end, I bought three books as to give as gifts plus this one for myself.After exiting the mall I noticed this second-floor sign.For those who might overlook the second-floor sign, there’s a sign on the sidewalk that says: “Help! Booksellers trapped inside on a beautiful day! Come buy all the books so we can escape.” Why would anyone want to escape from a room full of books, though?
