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Today I am in Rotorua, which smells distinctly of sulphur and has clouds of steam rising from random holes in the ground. Call me paranoid but that is not somewhere I would build a town. I have yet to see anyone with horns or bat wings but I'm looking. Dear god am I looking.

On the plus side my hostel is lovely, even if they do close the lounge at 1am (though considering I was the only person left in here at 1am, that probably makes sense). We actually have beds instead of bunks but after my initial "yay!", I'm realising how much I love being up on the top bunk and out of everyone's way. It does make it easier to sleep while people get ready around you. I'm only here for tomorrow though and then it's on to Taupo overnight and then Wellington (have I mentioned that I'm doing almost the entirety of New Zealand in a month? Yeah. It involves moving around rather faster than Road Runner).

I'm excited because not only do I know where the cinema is so I'm heading off now to buy tickets for Star Trek tonight, but I just paid for my trip to Hobbiton tomorrow. Okay, Maramata or something but Hobbiton really. It's the first ridiculous LotR thing I'll be doing, although I was wandering through the underground river in Waitomo Caves yesterday muttering "Here Gollum, preciouses". And then walking faster as the guide turned the lights off behind us.

...I'm in New Zealand. Did you really expect anything more of me? :)

Now I'm off to buy my cinema ticket and a jumper because it's bloody freezing. Everything is very pretty and autumnal but cold. Apparently the South Island is worse. Possibly I need to buy some more long sleeved tops too.

Maybe gloves. Hm.

ANYWAY. Still aten't dead! Still having fun, though I'm missing my own bed now. And free internet, oh how I miss my internet. Sigh.