Once again, we had no plans for the day. We’ve been here a lot, starting in 2004 on the Sapphire Princess. It was that ship’s first call in Tauranga; it was also the largest ship to date to ever stop there. I still vividly remember the locals dotting the trail going up Mount Mauganui to wave us in. In that visit, I did a full day tour that visited the geothermal area at Rotorua, some Māori cultural things and a New Zealand adventure sport (rolling down a hill in a clear, round ball. The exuberance of youth.
Two events in and near Tauranga have left us stunned, one dating back to 2019. There used to be large signs near the tourist information tent in Tauranga advertising White Island helicopter tours. White Island is a nearby small island with an active volcano. We actually reserved a tour for a planned stop in December of that year. It was a huge concession on my part to even get in a helicopter but G was keen. And I am a very good wife. 😉
Then, the very next week, the White Island volcano erupted, and tourists were on the island, brought over by a small boat and by helicopter. Among them were people from a Royal Caribbean shore excursion. We were stunned. Such a coincidence. There were several people killed, and even more left with absolutely horrifying burns. Once we returned home (during COVID), I watched several documentaries about the event. Another day, and we could easily have caught the same way.
Sometimes we have to be as grateful for the things that didn’t happen to us as those that did.
Then, last January, Mount Mauganui experienced several mud slides, one covering a holiday park (aka campground) at the mountain’s base. We’ve several times hiked up and around the mountain, enjoying its magnificent views in the area. And I’ve suggested to G many times that we should rent a camper van and spend a month in that same holiday park. We like this area that much. Well, the holiday park is closed, the hot springs pools are closed, that end of the peninsula is largely closed off. Another crazy coincidence.
So today, we were left unsure what to do, and decided to wait until we saw the weather. When it turned out to be slightly less rainy than expected, we bundled up a bit and headed out for a walk. And once again I was so grateful that I bought that new waterproof coat. I remember telling G that it would come in handy in New Zealand and for when I flew home. And it has.
After we got some exercise, I braved the rain to do a water workout, simply because the ship was stable, and that’s something we won’t see again for a couple of days. It was a strange evening, because the on board time wasn’t until 8pm, and we didn’t sail until after 8:30pm. Things felt very casual around the ship.
Tonight’s Princess Theater entertainment was a ventriloquist, and you know it don’t do those, so I went to O’Malleys at 6:30pm for Irish music, and then stuck around for a jazz set by the Crown Princess house band. Shortly into that, G was joining me, having lasted only 15 minutes into the ventriloquist’s show (gee, who could’ve seen that coming?). We watched sail away from the covered Promenade Deck and called it a night.