In a fit of sleeplessness due to travelling across the Pacific faster than the speed of light and thus arriving before I left - here are some pictures of the throbbing mass that is the centre of the north island. We visited briefly and looked down some smelly pits. This is in fact the main attraction of Rotorua. We managed to find a campsite with en-suite geyser and volcanic baths.
After this, it was with great sadness that we finally let our camper van go, and you can see how attached we had become to it below. This left us to look around Auckland.
We stopped in a hostal - with real beds! Above is the view of Auckland from Devonport, a ferry ride accross from the city centre. Incidentally, we did go up the tower pictured and watched as someone threw themselves off the top (using a rope and harness) - something people here are very into. We decided not to try this ourselves.
In fact, as a final demonstration of how sporting and optimistic New Zealand people are, here is a picture of a preist trying to convert an ostrich. I am told that this mural is based on a true story.
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