I have a few rules when I travel, and the biggest one is this: I never eat at any place I can eat back home. What’s the purpose of travel if you can’t eat like a local? On one of our last nights in New Zealand, we found our way to the famous store front of Fergburger. There was a line out the door, and the small eating area was packed

Alyssa wasn’t hungry, so she stayed back at our apartment. Ashley, Katie, and I decided to trust our gut (literally!) and fight the cold wait to try these well-known burgers. Normally, a line out the door is a good sign, right? This wasn’t even at the height of tourist season in Queenstown and from the sounds of those in the know, we were in for at least a 45-minute wait.

Once we finally made it into the doors—and started to thaw—we placed our orders and waited for our burgers and fries. It’s a pretty simple kind of place, nothing fancy or elaborate. We hovered in an area and waited to hopefully get a seat at a table before our food was served. It was standing room only! We lucked into a small area, and tucked ourselves into each other just minutes before we ate. We barely had time for a few small photo opportunities before digging into the burgers. They were just that good! Well worth the wait, and well worth our time to stop by Queenstown’s famous burger stop.

Katie Digging Into Her Burger

Ashley and I Take Our Turn for the Photo Op

Only Fresh Ingredients in These Burgers--And Look at the Size of Them!