Waterfalls, Bee hives and Brain Ache

Trip Start May 20, 2010
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Flag of New Zealand  , Waikato,
Tuesday, December 7, 2010

DOMINIQUE HERE:

Day : 206
Temperature : 24 degrees
Weather : A few fluffy cloudy puffs

I don't know whether it is the fact that I don’t have much to worry about these days, or whether it’s the travelling that’s doing strange things to my mind, but I’ve noticed that I am getting some really weird dreams. For example, last night I dreamt that Kev and I were on a boat, and he got kidnapped by pirates, (not the Arrgh Arrgh type though, the Russian Mafia types!) and the only thing that was left of him was his orange toothbrush! The thing is, Kevin doesn’t have an orange toothbrush, it’s green! A few days previously, I dreamt that Kevin had had enough of travelling with me, and decided to take off on his own. When I woke up I promptly admonished Kev…I mean, how could he?!  And it’s not just me. The other day, Kevin woke up telling me that he had a dream that his friend Nigel, and a guy from the Czech Republic who we met in Indonesia, and himself all went mountaineering together! Kevin has never been mountaineering in his life!

Perhaps it is a sign that our brains are about to turn to mush, having not really been used for over six months now.  And when you read the rest of this blog you will probably wonder if there is any hope left for us…..

We stopped in Taupo, on the shores of Lake Taupo just before lunchtime.  We really needed to fill up on windscreen washer fluid as Harold was filthy from all the dust on the roads. The first thing you have to do however, is actually locate the container in which to pour the fluid. Well, we searched, and searched, and searched some more. Feeling a complete pair of plonkers we lifted every flap, pulled every lever,  twizzled every dial and pushed every button. It was only after an exasperating half an hour sitting in the fuel station, and a few odd looks having been thrown our way by the locals, that it suddenly dawned on us that perhaps we ought to look at the manual. After eventually locating the container we finally filled up on washer fluid, filled up on gas for the stove and filled up on fuel. Harold was ready to go! We continued north stopping at the spectacular Huka Falls. The colour of the water was beautiful, every shade of turquoise imagineable. Massive quantities of water gushed and crashed over the falls with a thundering noise. Downstream a jet boat hurtled passed us towards the churning white foam the bottom of falls, thrilling passengers (or terrifying them) as it twisted and turned at frightening speed. It looked great fun!

Our next stop was the Honey Hive which is essentially a shop selling every imagineable type of honey possible, as well as having real live bee hives to observe behind the safety of a glass screen, and plenty of  information about bees and bee keeping.  We sampled some very strong honey wine and a variety of different types of honey before settling on some Comb Honey and fudge. The only problem we have now is figuring out how to open the container which seems impossible to open.

Next up was the Volcanic Activity Centre in which as it sounds, was all about volcanoes, earthquakes and geology in general. Some of the info was a bit heavy going…..too much writing and not enough pictures! But they did have live seismograph readings from various centres in New Zealand, an artificial geyser, and an earthquake simulator which allows you to feel how a magnitude 6.5 earthquake would feel…We managed to hog the earthquake simulator for much longer than we should have, pushing the "go" button at least half a dozen times! After watching a couple of short films I turned around to see Kev asleep, mouth wide open. It was time to leave, enough mental stimulation for the day…..
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Tony on

Ahh. The huka jet. Now that brings back great memories!!

Eileen on

Tony is trying to take my place as top blog groupie !!

I dream about lots of snow !

Cant believe how like Scotland it is there ! ..... fab pics great blog as always ...

xxxxx

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