Sun 26 Feb 2006
After all that hectic sight-seeing for the past couple of days, and finishing the scenic drive this morning, we decided to take it slow in the town of Rotorua. The locals call it “Roto-Vegas” because it’s an ultra-commercial tourist trap, and I guess we fell for it. Really, it has little in common with Vegas, just a bunch of tourist shops like Pier 49 or Pike Place Market. No gambling, prostitution, or nightlife anywhere I could see - the town was practically closed down at 7pm on Sunday.
What Rotorua does have is underground thermal activity, geysers and boiling mud pits that release copious volumes of sulfur into the atmosphere, the consequent ever-present smell, and a Polynesian Spa where we spent Sunday afternoon moving from one hot tub to another. I finally got some sun (looking less like a Seattlite every day), and a bit of reading time.
Today we slept in Tauranga and now we’re off to Auckland, to the airport for our Sydney flight….