If aliens landed in central Queenstown, what might they be wanting to do? Visit with our leader? Go bungy jumping? Or maybe go shopping, like all the other tourists?
The line between truth and fiction is stretched thin to the point of invisibility. We encounter this line constantly, in the media, and in memoir. Memories are fallible. Do we care?
Tourism overwhelmed the Queenstown Lakes region prior to COVID and there’s every likelihood it will do so again. How can people fight back against oppressive tourism?