The Holiday pt. 3: Rotorua - Waitomo
Last night was notable for two things: the hangi/concert at the hotel in Rotorua, and the Polynesian Spa.
The food was delicious, and the concert striking. One poor schmuck at the table I was at got picked as the honorary chief, and much amusement and cultural experience was had by all.
Afterwards I spent an hour under the stars (which I couldn’t see through the cloud and light pollution) in the Lake Spa department of the Polynesian Spa, just a short walk away from our hotel, the Sudima. The Lake Spa is the one that keeps appearing in the adverts – four nicely appointed landscaped pools ranging from a cool 36°C to a somewhat challenging 42°C – great for my inexplicably stiff legs. Must be from luging on Sunday and stupid-dancing on Saturday night.
Today, Monday, we enjoyed a sheep show at the Agrodome, although the sheep seem to be a bit jaded about the whole thing these days. It’s also been a trifle damp – we stopped for lunch at Otorohanga and it absolutely hosed down. Not that it mattered; a whack of this arvo was spent underground at Ruakuri cave.
Ruakuri’s entrance is spectacular. It looks like something Robyn and Rand Miller would have run up for one of their Myst puzzle-box games. (One of the puzzles is why you would pay money for a game you’ll play once and probably once only.)
Anyway, this could be the cruisiest day of the tour; tomorrow it’s off to Auckland, then the Bay of Islands.
Posted in Randomness (Dear Diary...,) by R Cruickshank 17/11/08 05:39 PM Tags: holiday, real life
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