Rotarua, New Zealand
We went to a great Maori cultural night which was far from the gimmick I expected it to be.Reuben was appointed chief of our group (ok, he volunteered, egged on by me) - which meant that when we entered the village, he had to make a speech to the Maori chiefletting him know we came in peace.It was bloody intimidating actually, they arrived by torch lit canoe and demonstrated some of their warrior moves in their native dress and tattoos, and stared Reuben down.A...