We are a couple of hours south for a few days in the thermal city of Rotorua. Wet and wild with strong winds, which had me stranded at the top of the gondola/luge this afternoon - I had gone back to the cafe after a few luge runs, while the others carried on having fun (driving rain on the chairlift had me wet and cold and wanting a cup of tea). Next minute power is off. No cup of tea...
rest of family half way down the mountain, on their luges. They ended up walking down; me a passenger quite a while later in a minivan from the top to the bottom.
A wee adventure really. Quite happy I was not in a swinging gondola or chairlift when the power went off.
We did a walk around the city early evening. So many spring flowers. And yarn bombing. Look what I discovered - love! Found a fab wool shop too, but closed today, so I will wander back up the road tomorrow morning.