We took a walk down to the bottom of a waterfall within the grounds of the buried village and climbed back to the museum before heading off towards Taupo.
One further stop on the way to Taupo, at the Wai-a-Tapu thermal whatsits (can't you tell its a while since we were there). Basically this is park which has just about every sulphurous (yes Americans not sulfurus, like thats a word) and antiminous (now thats probably not a word either), ferrous (I'm on solid ground here) etc, pool you can imagine bubbling away with steam thats as hot as hell (weel 250 celcius) and silica formations and all manner of dangerous methods of removing yourself from the gene pool, very cool though.
Taupo on the other hand is a carbuncle on the edge of a lake. It does have the hole in one challenge though.
Departed the campsite pretty late and headed down the road for the buried village, the site of a village which was completely buried by the eruption of Mt Tarawera in 1886. It seems this village was a tourist hub back then as people travelled from around the world to visit the white and pink terraces (silica terraces which formed on the sides of the volcano). The eruption of the volcano itself was pretty benign, but it caused a further eruption under the lake which evaporated and threw boiling mud and steam over a huge area, burying not only the village we were visiting but 3 others as well. The museum was really good and the guide, Huru (apparently youngest brother of the current Maori king) was very entertaining, but the excavated village is a little disappointing.