To think that I almost missed the Tongariro Alpine Crossing...
From Rotorua, my plan was to go directly down to Wellington, and then to cross over to the southern island. I'd read and heard about Tongariro, but I have to admit it scared me a bit. OK, a lot. I didn't really fancy doing a 20km hike through an active volcanic zone.
Turns out I just didn't feel like doing it on my own.
I am so glad that Bettina [ Hi Betti! I'm typing this while sitting in a perfect Brunswick cafe - you'd love it! And I never want to leave ;) ] convinced me to join her for the stroll. Ha. More on that later.
So I changed my ticket to Turangi, and Bettina and I stopped along the way to spend a few hours at Lake Taupo. A good place for skydiving, I was told (I passed on the skydive this time round - I won't next time).
Not much to see in Taupo. Most NZ towns are pretty anonymous and boring. But the weather was glorious and we spent a good few hours sitting in a cafe by the lake looking over at Tongariro in the distance (the one with the little white cloud hovering over it).
We then stocked up on nuts and water and chocolate, hopped on the bus to Turangi and went to bed early-ish. We had an active volcano to climb the following day.
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