We woke up today with our noses still bit delicate with the sulphur atoms wafting all around us but we are slowly becoming used to it or what is what we thought when we enquire about going to Hells Gates which is an ultimate site for geothermal landscape with the bubbling mud pools and sulphur smokes. It was too expensive and upon consulting our receptionist we discovered the campsite has a small geothermal pool and since we stayed last night, we can view it for free.

So, with our dosh sitting rather more snugly in our pockets, we made our way downwards a ditch and passed a terrifying mud pool bubbling rather violently, we had to build up guts to pose for a picture with the occasional burping from the mud pool flying over the fence. The next pool was filled with the smoke coming out with unbearable stench, I almost gagged and I came to a conclusion that the stench was a perfect solution for criminals from re-offending by forcing them to sniff the smoke as their punishment!

We then started our ascent, gasping for clean fresh oxygen en-route. We got in our motorhome and started for Auckland, our final destination. On the route we stopped at Te Paupo, a museum about geothermal which look interesting but when we found out the admission price, our string-thin budget were threatened into extinction so we had to change our mind and resume our journey to Auckland.

We got on a motorway which we can't believe because through our journey in New Zealand, there wasn't any motorways until when we was approaching Auckland but when we got on the motorway, we discovered how big Auckland was, the motorway was built inside the city and stretched for ages with all of exits designated for the different neighbourhoods. Eventually we got our exit which was into the heart of the city. We took ages to find a parking spot because most of the car parks are interior based with height restrictions. Eventually we nicked a parking spot and started our final exploration.

Last city I visited Wellington, I fall in love with it because it had a unique charm that separated it from being an ordinary city but Auckland lacked that charm and I felt as I was in Sheffield or Manchester back home. We visited the harbour and asked around for overnight parking only to discover there were heavy restrictions on overnight parking especially with Rugby World Cup around the corner so we hastily booked a basic campsite and bought some gifts before going to the campsite.

It lacked most of factilies we were used to in other campsites such as power supply and decent showers. It even doesn't have a rubbish bin anywhere which was troublesome because we had to clean out campervan for tomorrow and this involves collecting rubbish. We eventually packed our clothes and put the cooped up rubbish in plastic bags in the space vacated by our clothes and turned in for our last night in New Zealand