Apart from the roadkill and rock formations, we have also made some shrewd observations concerning the social demographics of the tourist population. We’ve been here for nearly ten days, so we know what we are talking about.
It can roughly be divided into two groups: the ‘post children’ group of 65-and-above retirees, spending their pension money on campers the size of a small submarine; and the ‘pre-children’ group of 30-year olds, half of which sleep in an equivalent of a fiat 500 that somehow contains a toilet..
The lovely thing about this country is that it aims to make us all feel good about ourselves, which is why most estimated times for hikes (or tramps) are tailored to the older population. As a result, they feel good about completing the hike in the set time and we feel like gods for only needing 20 minutes for the 1-hour hike to get to the summit of Mount Mauganui for an absolutely stunning sunset.
Apart from that we spent some time in the Maori village of Whakarewarewa and drifted through the Redwood Forest and Geothermal area of Rotorua.
Btw: we are perfectly happy to walk the 10 metres to the nearest bathroom if it means we don’t have to pee in a bucket. Tony is just perfect.