Our next to last or second (should I say) stop was Rotorura. It reminds me of Yellowstone National Park and the Old Faithful area, with the smell of rotten eggs preceding the city limit sign. Nonetheless, it is a very unique place with steaming, bubbling mud pits wherever you turn. We went on a "cultural tour" that included a bus ride and bus driver that we will never forget...he could speak greetings in over 30 languages (from years of talking to tourists and imitating). We went to a Maori village and were entertained with song/dance then had a hangi--a dinner that is cooked in a pit, yum. It was a really fun night, very touristy. Our drive toward Rotorura was along the Coromandel Peninsuala, gorgeous coastline, the pictures speak for themselves.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
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