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A few last pictures of Lake Taupo before we leave? Here are pictures Fenny took of me looking for money. Fenny has found a grand total of $12.05 on this trip, whereas I've found about $0.00. Therefore, I need to look for money. The beautiful town of Taupo, New Zealand. What to notice about the screensaver on this internet station. It's a Linux screensaver (okay, not necessarily Linux, but GNOME Linux boxen come with this screensaver possibility by default). Sure enough, this computer runs Linux with Galeon as the web browser! I guess these guys care more about keeping the computer up and running more than anything else. This should help them prevent having to drive out to remote New Zealand towns to repair their internet workstations on a daily basis. The last two pictures of the Berkenhoff Lodge I'll probably ever take. What a relief. Here're pictures of our room in Rotorua at the Funky Green Voyager. Things to note about this room: It doesn't suck like the rooms at Berkenhoff. In fact, the place was actually quite nice. Here are about a thousand pictures of the Funky Green Voyager in Rotorua. Again, the main thing to note when comparing this place to the Berkenhoff in Taupo is that this one doesn't suck. The FGV was, in general, a nice place to stay. Pleasant, clean, cute, comfortable, quiet, convenient. The antithesis of that fucked up place in Taupo whose name shall be never typed again by these fingers (oh, please, let it be true). Clouds and Stuff in Rotorua. The entire time I've been in New Zealand (Aotearoa), the Kiwis have been reassuring me that the weather is never this crappy and wrong. So I imagine these are freak cloud formations. Here are pictures of the tourist and information centre in Rotorua. Oh. And a phone booth. A phone booth full of spiders. About thirty big, black, nasty-looking spiders that could eat your finger whole. I figure they leave 'em there to keep tourists from using the phone too long. Didn't work. Some lady was in it for about 30 minutes. Now that I think about it, she might've been dead... The Rotorua tourist centre had a cool foot spa where you could relax and soak your feet in stanky sulphur-smelling water. It was a great excuse for foot odor. Classic photo of me. If you want to get a true taste of what I am like on a daily basis, you can't get much better than this photo. I am constantly amazed at my suave, macho demeanor. This must be why people flock around me asking me to autograph body parts for them. I wish people flocked around asking me to autograph body parts for them. Fenny. Fenny not partaking in the foot spa. What's wrong with her, anyway? Here is an ancient Maori sculpture, in the traditional style. I'm sure it's upwards of 8 years old these days. Tourists. For Nickster. Tall woman. She was staying at the FGV along with Fenny and myself. One of the big black spiders in the phone booth that I mentioned earlier. Maori Tourism. Righteo then. |
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