More ready than ever to leave Auckland, I boarded the coach with the driver making some passing remark about my choice of snacks smelling out the cabin. To hell with it! I’d paid for this bus and if the other passengers were blessed with the fragrance of Thai Sweet Chilli then I would happily receiveContinue reading “3. Rotorua”
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Ramblings of a Lost Englishman 