Rotorua, New Zealand [Tuesday Morning into Afternoon]

[heroic_jawline]

Get set for a big day in Rotorua!

Start at Wai-O-Tapu Thermal Wonderland, a spectacular showcase of New Zealand's most colorful and unique geothermal elements sculpted by thousands of years of volcanic activity. Explore the out-of-this-world landscape, including the famous mud pool, the largest in New Zealand. Arrive at 10:15 am to hear the history and see the beauty of the Lady Knox Geyser, which erupts daily to heights of 33 to 66 feet (10 to 20 m).

Or you can go back to the swings (or the luge that are up by the swings), try the skydiving, or stay close to the lodge, which also offers activities for the day.

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Re: Doing Your Own Thing

[pun_king]

"No, I really can talk sheep!" Graham said with a laugh. "Although now I kind of wish it was a pun, that'd've been a great one! Though it's nowhere near as good as my Capybara, and definitely not up to my Squirrel, but it should be enough to get by! Check this out."

Graham took a second to clear his throat, pulled himself up importantly with fingers steepled at his chest as he proudly rattled off a series of baas and bleats, and then grinned at Arden proudly.

"That," he announced, "was me saying 'hello, lovely sheep of New Zealand! My name is Graham and this is my new friend Arden, it's very nice to meet ewe all!

"Admittedly, though," he added, a little remorsefully, "THAT pun actually does get a little lost in translation."

Re: Doing Your Own Thing

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden was just staring at him. "So you're also magic?" she asked. "Like Charlie? And Grey?"

And apparently everybody?

Re: Doing Your Own Thing

[pun_king]

"Oh, no," said Graham, "not like Charlie, I'm no where as good as Charlie, and Gray has been holding out on me! I didn't even know he had magic! Or did I? He may have mentioned it and I forgot."

He shrugged.

"But Speaking with Animals isn't really magic, I'd say, it's just effective communication!"

It was definitely magic.

Re: Doing Your Own Thing

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"I mean, he's cursed," Arden explained. "It's why he falls asleep so much. I guess being cursed isn't the same thing as being magic...? But I have no idea how all this stuff works anyway."

Because none of it worked the way it did in her world, which was both reassuring and also deeply unsettling.

"Also? Preeeeeetty sure it's magic. I mean, I've got a knack with birds--" and that was magic "--but we can't communicate, like, as a language. We just sorta...vibe."

And sometimes they bullied her.