Rotorua has been a haven of recharging and relaxation for me. Eating good meals (lots of fruit and veges - difficult for back packers to eat regularly), sleeping a lot, walking a lot, and letting my bruises heal from the Haka (you really hit your legs harder than you think).
But today I leave for Taupo, one of the hubs of adventure sports (bungy, sky-dive, the like). I guess NZ is a good place for it because it’s cheaper than most of the other countries, with their dollar being low. But I’m not a big fan of that, it tend to attract the frat-boy stereotype and the party animals. Uf. But there are plenty of hikes around and other places to meet people, so I’ll just go there instead.