Rotorua, New Zealand
Oh my goodness today was mental. We hit the road round 6:30, having to be in Rotorua by 9. By 9:05 I found myself inside a Zorb ball filled with warm water flying down a steep slope. Insane fun, we each had three goes rolling down different parts of a grassy hill- one side made for speed, the other for zigzagging fun. As one of our fellow Zorbers put it- you feel like a hamster having the best day of his life.
Back in the van and twenty minutes down the ...