enter luke. luke is a kiwi with blonde dreads down to his bum, quite possibly the most cruisy man on the entire planet. he offered to take us to rotorua and show us some hot springs along the way. he pulled over and took us to this swimming hole where a hot spring meets up with a mountain river. the resulting mixture was a delight, you could swim around to one side and be boiling up and then move a few feet over and into the cool stream. after a few hours we left the swimming hole for rotorua. after discovering that rotorua was a complete and utter tourist trap we decided to go camping. we set up camp at a beautiful remote lake and spent the night looking up at the ginormous sky and admiring all of the stars we could see.
the following day the adventure continued. we visited some caves and then hit a breathtaking waterfall on the way to the west coast. as fate would have it, the beach that luke took us to was the one that we had heard about several weeks before. there is heaps of geothermal activity at this particular beach and you can dig your own hot spring in the sand!! as the sun started to set we got on the road to auckland. it was a lovely drive home, lots of beautiful scenery. it was a pretty joyful drive home, but there was a bit of sadness in the air as well as it was our final day in new zealand and we had fallen in love with the country.
below are some pictures of our time with luke:
this is the backside of luke. see, i wasn't fibbing about the dreads.
and finally, here we are chillaxin' in the dig your own hole springs on the beach. good times.
and now we are getting ready to shove off to india. i am bracing myself for the inevitable assault on the senses. wahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!








