If it’s Sunday then we must be in….?

[Just to add a bit more to the last post]

After the 12-hour experience of the previous day, the jet lag sort of caught up with us, and with not having to leap out of bed early we “veggied” a bit and had a leisurely start on Sunday. But we were soon back in the throes of whistle-stop tourism and off on the ferry to Pahia for a recommended walk through the forest to a lookout point that gave us a panoramic view across the Bay of Islands.

Lunch was had on a café balcony under the watchful gaze of the local bird population, who pounced on the remains as soon as consumers departed. They seem to have no fear of humans but are sufficiently respectful to wait for their turn. Laundry duties ensued on return to the motel and pre-packing for the next day’s journey south. We decided not to spend too many longish days in the car, and opted to make a long dash for Rotorua, to use it as a centre for a couple of days.