Well it is time to prise the boys out of the pool and head down town. Hamilton is the fifth largest town in NZ – quite provincial and trying to lose it’s reputation as a bit of a “hicksville”. As you go in there is a statue of a typical farming family which some of the locals want removing as they see it as a symbol of the agricultural history of the place. What we have seen so far seems really nice, pleasant, wide avenues, not too much traffic, rolling green countryside around, a few mountains to the North (I think), a beautiful river – the Waikato which is the longest in NZ – lots of parks and gardens. However we have to go to the Inland Revenue office to get our IRD numbers which allow us to work, the boys need them as well so a rather mundane but essential task. Also getting a bank account and then we need to get some food for tea so off to Pac’n’Save on the way back for essentials (a few bottles…).