Traveling around New Zealand by thumb can be quite tiring. You begin to recognize before the car even approaches whether or not it will be the one. Some days a smile helps, some days its a sign, some days you just sit down on the side of the road with a loaf of bread and some peanut butter and wait.

There aren't too many rules to hitch hiking, especially in such a safe place like New Zealand. Aside from letting the hitchhiker in front of you take the first ride, the most important thing is to leave yourself enough time reach the next destination. On this day, I cut it close, maybe a bit too close. Getting dropped off in the center of town is always a nice gesture from a driver, as many times their road passes town. Luckily, finding myself at the main intersection, I grabbed the first person I saw and asked for the direction of the best hostel in town; the woman pointed straight up a very steep hill.

I threw my 25kilo bag over my shoulder and lugged myself up the hill. As I reached the Hostel I threw down my pack, turned around and saw the Remarkables that surround Queenstown. The truly remarkable view is where I would lay my head and Stay the night.