I was starting to think that Kiwis were a fabrication by Peter Jackson to lure people to New Zealand. Too many times I’d found myself staring into a dark cage being told; “No, they’re totally in there.” Well, I was calling BS.
Today - another day - a visit to Kiwi House.
FINALLY I saw a Kiwi. Obviously no photos were allowed because… well, I’ve no idea. I guess some people can’t control their flash. I totally did see one though. You’ll have to take my word for it.
Post Kiwi excitement there was time to kill because the check at the final hotel wasn’t until 3pm and it was only about forty-five minutes drive away.