It all began when a free-spirited friend of mine called Jessica, quit her teaching job to take up a half-year work and travel permit in New Zealand. She invited me to join her and so I jumped at the chance.
Here's a photo of her that I took while we were on the road.
At Tauranga I met Jessica and she introduced me to her friend Rudi, a very cheerful German fellow whom she met while plucking and packing kiwis together. Following that we hitchhiked our way to Rotorua city.
James is a facilities and logistics manager in Rotorua, meaning he works irregular hours and can go to or leave from work freely as he pleased. When we arrived in town, James had some free time, thus he took us for a tour around a farm with a breath-taking view of the hills in Rotorua.
James is English and hails from the countryside in England. His flatmates consist of an Irish man Rob who was looking for work in Rotorua and a student called Cam, who is kiwi, and other 'irregulars' such as the undergraduate frenchman Nico, who would only turn up during weekends and thus we never had the chance to meet.
Here's Rob, cooking up a tasty Irish dinner, and Cam, strolling at the Sulphur Bay
Cam being a university student, had quite a bit of free time during classes and his part time work, thus he offered to take us around town to the red woods at whakarewarewa forest and the geyser parks.
Whakarewarewa forest is about 15-20 minutes drive from Rotorua town centre, and densely populated by the beautiful and towering Californian Coast Redwoods. It's a great place for taking leisurely strolls or some mountain biking. We took the Waitawa Walk, which took us slightly under an hour and managed to see some giant Mamaku ferns along the way.
We also spent a bit of time zorbing which involved getting all three of us thrown into a huge plastic ball filled with water, and getting pushed (while in the ball) from the top of a hill all the way down. It sounds mad crazy but it's mad crazy fun, you should try it! As the ball was rolling our limbs were just all over the place and we were laughing like mad, it was so funny.
The Rotorua Museum of Art and History is housed in the old bath house building in the heart of the town centre, in the government gardens. it's tudor-style architecture was quite a spectacular sight to behold.
Though we had an incredible time, sadly it was time for us to leave Rotorua.
We cooked James, Rob and Cam a farewell dinner and left for Taupo the next day.
Skydiving next! We just couldn't wait!
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