Exciting news: we're off on another family holiday! Hurrah, it feels like ages since we had the last one. Somewhere new to explore, somewhere new to stay with new toys to play with... But hang on - we're going on holiday to a place that smells of farts? Is this some sort of joke? I can get that smell at home without leaving the house.
Anyway, we packed up the car and headed off on what turned out to be a very, very long car ride. We hadn't even left Auckland behind before I asked if we were nearly there for the first time. But it certainly wouldn't be the last time I asked that favourite roadtrip question...
This holiday would be a bit different though as we were going with family friends and their little girl, all staying together in a big house.
Hours later when we arrived we went out to look at some boiling mud pools in Kuirau Park. It was actually a bit hard to even see the boiling mud through all the big clouds of hot, smelly smoke that came out of each pool. After the first couple of sniffs I decided the smell was "gross"and took to holding my nose to keep the stink out.
Paradise Valley was a cool place we visited where we could walk around some tracks looking at animals, birds and fishes, all surrounded by huge trees and a river. We even saw some lions and got to hear them doing a fearsome roar.
The water comes up out of the ground from natural springs, and I was able to drink some of the water by kneeling beside the pool and scooping up water in my hand. All the pools were so clear you could see the bottom and any fishes swimming around so clearly.
We'd bought a small bag of animal food, so when we got to the wallabies I gave them some food to eat from my hand. I wasn't so keen on feeding these big horn-headed goats when we came to them later though.
One thing you can tell from the photos is that it rained almost the entire time we were in Rotorua, so everywhere we went we needed to wear these plastic ponchos. They covered me from the neck all the way well past my toes, so I may as well have stayed in my cosy pajamas.
In fact, the only time it didn't rain was part of one afternoon when we all stayed indoors while Mummy and her friend went to sit in some thermal spa pools. They chose the one time it wasn't actually wet to go and sit somewhere wet!
This holiday was the first time I shared a bedroom with William; I had a bunk bed and he had his portacot. Luckily neither of us made any big noises or woke up wondering where we were, so we both had great sleeps.
By the end of the holiday we hadn't seen as many thermal places as planned because of the rain, which was fine by me because of the gross smell. But even before we had left Daddy was threatening to take us back again another time; I'll need to be prepared and plug my nose up with something next time.
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