This is a replica of a Maori meeting house. We attendeda live song and dance performance which was followed by a full hangi (earth oven) meal. Bruce was feeling a little better at this point and decided he could eat this meal of meat, potatoes, corn, and many other heavy starch foods. Needless to say, he really regretted doing so before he even got back to the lodge.
Off to bed.
The next morning Bruce is sicker.
Mom starts her journey home very early.
We follow her to the airport a half hour later but we are going to Wellington, the capital of N.Z.
The airport has no security check-points. You walk in, check in at the ticket counter and walk out to the plane on the tarmac. Not often you see that these days.
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