Relaxing in Rotorua

Shortly after leaving the Top 10 Holiday Park in Waitomo we were tempted into visiting the local Shearing Shed. But it wasn't sheep on the agenda, rather a great big soft angora rabbit. I invested in some lovely soft wool so that James could crochet me a hat and the ladies running the shop were most impressed with his last creation.

We then took the road to Rotorua and arrived after lunch at Hell's Gate, a geothermal park so named by George Bernard Shaw.



The day had clouded over, making the steaming waterfalls and smoking mud pools even more eerie.



The whole place smelled of rotten eggs with sulphuric steam emerging from the fumeroles but that didn't deter us from making a visit to the Polynesian spa for a soak by the lake.