Coming back on from the other side

Today was our last day in New Zealand. It has been an amazing holiday, and we agreed that we could not finish it without doing a last hike in the mountains. We were sleeping in a smallish (for the north island) town called Thames, just a hundred kilometres from Auckland and right by our side there was the Coromandel Peninsula  natural park so he profited that the plane was not leaving until 8 pm and decided to go climb a mountain or two before going to the airport.

The hike was excellent, yet another change in scenery, this time we had to walk through very dense wet forest and in order to climb the steep walls of the mountains, someone had carved lots and lots of steps in the bare rock. The result was a hike that reminded us the Indiana Jones movies, like getting near an abandoned Mayan temple or something.

Anyway, we completed the hike, got back in the car and drove to Auckland airport. There we left our rental car, got in the plane and hoped for an nicer journey than the first one.

One last interesting tidbit, we are not coming back the same as we left. In fact, we are coming in from the other side!