Travelling to Rotorua
Early start as picked up at 7am by Kiwi Tours in a minibus. Lovely driver who loved talking. Only 7 of us on the bus to Bombay Hills near Auckland. Quite a hairy road, winding amongst the trees and hills, many varieties of trees, very lush and green. Got to Bombay and was dropped at a service station to wait for Intercity bus. Quite strange as no bus stop. One other man was standing in the cold wind who was going to Rotorua to take part in a huge running race around the lakes.Bus was late so felt very vulnerable and cold. Bus was busy and not very hot so I still felt freezing and I had no coat. Driver was really grumpy. Met a French couple who were travelling to Rotorua as well – they were on a long trip before returning home to find jobs. A young mother and toddler got on and screamed for ages as she wasn’t allowed in the luggage area until she fell asleep. Bliss for all of us fellow travellers. A taxi was waiting for me in Rotorua to take me to the hotel. The entrance and public areas were lovely overlooking the lake. Mine room was a dismal room, dark and grotty bathroom but as it was one night and the bed was comfy I didn’t complain. Off I went to the Polynesian Spa for my appointment- soaking in volcanically heated pools of different temperatures- felt lovely, then my treatment. Wow that was something else. It was a French water massage- lying on a special bed with jets of water above me whilst the masseuse massaged coconut and lime oil all over me. Strangely calming and my skin felt great.