Saturday 7th April 2010
04.04.2010 - 23.04.2010 25 °C
After the previous nights Japanese Olympics I have a new found admiration for that Country although Hazel remains traumatised!
Up nice and early again and down to the hotel spa and swimming pool. Rotorua sits on an active volcanic area with natural hot springs just under the surface which most of the Hotels and Motels tap into.
The pool was like a bath and the spa even hotter. Fin was straight in and loving it, Ollie on the other hand took a lot more persuasion. Eventually he was in and loving it, making friends with all the other children and charming their mummies in a way only Ollie can, must be the Dean Gene!!
We all experienced the stinky sulphur pool and then it was time to go for breakfast…..I said Oliver its time to go….you guessed it Ollie now did not want to get out!
Now those who have been to Rotorua will know there is only one place to get breakfast and the one place I was looking forward to. FAT DOG’s. With my 7 year old Fat Dog t-shirt on we headed off.
“Mate I have not seen a t-shirt like that for years, that’s well retro”
The full works for me and man is it the full works, a veggie full works for Hazel and mini works for the kids. Yummy and set up for the day ahead.
We set off for Whakarewarewa thermal village. This is the site of a living Maori village and we were guided around by a local Maori. This was fascinating and totally absorbed Finaly. As you walk in you pass over a stream where the local children call for you to throw in a coin so they can retrieve it. After quizzing the guide the kids can make up to $50 (NZ) a day on a every man for themselves basis.
In the village we saw bubbling hot clear pools of water which are used to cook in, bath in and use for heat. Also there was bubbling hot mud pools and geyser’s shooting spouts of hot water into the air.
To finish there was a concert with traditional Maori singing ,dancing, war craft and of course the Haka. It was great concert and the kids were invited up to be almost part of it all with the local children. The boys loved it as did we.
After an ice cream it was back to the hotel with the boys having a well earned snooze.
With eat streat (yes that is how it is spelt) less than 50m from the hotel we were spoilt for choice. As we all fancied a steak we headed for café one-1-five which we had passed the previous day and the steaks had looked amazing.
This place was cool. Basically your steak came out raw and you cooked it to your own specification on a volcanic rock slab that comes out at 400 °C. Slice and cook. Awesome.
Back to the hotel and crash.