A journey through
several miles of dense morning fog and deep into what seemed like the real Middle-Earth
– actually named Tongariro National Park – includes endless mind-blowing
scenery, summed up by our tour guide in the most appropriate, nail-on-the-head
fashion: “the British countryside on steroids”. I couldn’t have put it better
myself. Though of course I should be able to, being a writer and all, so shame
on me.