Kia ora, fellow travellers! Today, I finally ticked off something that’s been sitting at the very top of my bucket list for years: I walked through Hobbiton. Yes, the real Hobbiton — the one nestled among the rolling hills of Matamata, New Zealand, where hobbits live in round-doored homes and second breakfasts are a way of life. From the moment I stepped onto the lush farmland, I felt like I’d been plucked straight from reality and dropped into a Tolkien novel. The air smelled fresh, the grass was impossibly green, and I could almost hear the faint strumming of a lute in the distance. If you’ve ever dreamt of wandering through the Shire, I can promise you — it’s even better in person. The tour began at The Shire’s Rest, where I hopped on a bus that meandered down a country lane, offering sneak peeks of what was to come. Our guide was brilliant — equal parts funny and knowledgeable, with just enough nerdy energy to make the experience feel like a storytelling session. And then — we were there. The Green Dragon Inn peeked out in the distance, but my eyes were locked on Bag End. Yes, Bag End . Frodo and Bilbo's home, perched up on a hill, looking exactly like it did on screen. I stood in front of that iconic green door and half expected Gandalf to show up muttering, “No admittance except on party business.” Each hobbit hole had its own personality — some had tiny wheelbarrows full of vegetables, others had colourful laundry fluttering on clotheslines. The attention to detail is insane. Even the gardens are lovingly maintained, with real herbs and flowers blooming just like a hobbit might tend them. The pinnacle of the tour? A complimentary ale, cider, or ginger beer at the Green Dragon Inn. Sitting by the fire with a drink in hand, I could totally picture Merry and Pippin singing songs and causing harmless mischief in the corner. The place feels alive. It’s not just a movie set — it’s a celebration of storytelling, craftsmanship, and imagination. If you're heading to New Zealand and you're even mildly a fan of The Lord of the Rings or The Hobbit, do yourself a favour: visit Hobbiton. Whether you’re there for the film magic, the landscape, or just the joy of pretending to be a hobbit for a few hours, it’s pure Middle-earth magic. Next time, I’m bringing a cloak and hairy feet. Until then — may the road rise up to meet you, and may your ale always be cold.  Cheers from the Shire, John (a very tall hobbit at heart)

Nestled in the heart of Rotorua, New Zealand, Te Puia offers an unforgettable experience that combines the natural beauty of geothermal wonders with the rich heritage of Māori culture. This iconic attraction is more than just a sightseeing spot; it’s a journey into the very soul of New Zealand.