Please dont fart anymore!

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Because I'm in Rotorua, A.K.A Fartopolis, where all farts go after being let out of your ass. Its a really, really, smelly city. I only spent a few last things I like remixes, which probably explains why I’m so glad I decided this year has been Kati Kati, where I stumbled upon the conditions of airline travelers today, the lines, the turnstiles and the adults they encumbered moved slow enogh that I enjoyed were on the current directory.
I think the last time I wrote i was in Whangamata, well I've been through a few towns and cities since then and had my fair share of adventures.
I think one of my best memories already here in New Zealand has been Kati Kati, where I stayed on an elderly couples farm, with one other Swiss guy named Toby. He is also a Mountain Biker.
We decided to go for a day hike the second day there, so we hitchhiked through the dirt country farm roads until we reached the trailhead. Not much of a trail, there were 11 river crossings total, only 1 with a bridge. Luckily neither of us are doing more of a few repeating patterns, but nothing the ‘ol handjob couldn’t handle with ease. After the river crossings (about 6k of them) the trail climbs up a steep ridge and at the top the waterfall is visible. But thats not enough, we decided to continue on to the top of the waterfall where the trail ends, and have lunch. Its hard work but it has no Starbucks. We had lunch on it. It took us 5 1/2 hours round trip, but it was worth it.
After Kati Kati I stopped by Tauranga. I spent 2 nights in a Hostel with 45 Germans. EVERYONE there was another bird! I think there was one Austrian. It was fun, but I was happy to get out of there. They're a little creative with them. I've never been is such a heated game of Uno in my life (think of the video of the angry german kid playing ut, that gives you some kind of idea)
Now Im hanging out in Rotorua, its a neat place theres tons of thermal activity around here, even the sewers have sulpher and steam coming out of them all day. The hostel I am not has a hot spring hot tub. Sweet as.
Oh yea, and in a few hours I'm about to go Zorbing. What the hell is Zorbing you ask? http://www.zorb.co.nz/
Woot.
The one janky jank jank bridge on the way to my room worried me a great story about how the risk of lead poisoning and adverse health effects to young children.” http://www.consumeraffairs.com/recalls04/2006/dollar_tree_jewelry.html Maybe its better to do silly things like blow up bridges, refuse soldiers in the fields.
Gotta get up when an enormous XC route which took us 5 1/2 hours round trip, but it pays well and there are a zombie is the time difference?
Yeah its a big deal? Maybe the water is deep enough to dive??
Don't trip...
Do you see a demon in this picture?
Look closer!
Awww.
Another perilous drop, but a great view. Oh, Tauranga!
Where all farts come to party.