Not as well-heeled as Cambridge
but just as horsey, Matamata was one of those pleasant country towns
you drove through until Peter Jackson’s epic film trilogy Lord of the Rings put
it on the map. The residents seem to have adjusted to life in Hobbiton
with wry bemusement: ‘Strewth mate, all that elf nonsense doesn’t
real- ly rattle my chains but it was nice to see the old Kaimais on the
silver screen’.
Truth
be told, there’s not a lot of point visiting Matamata unless you’re a
hobbit-botherer, but it does have a great café, beautiful avenues of
mature trees, and its undulating green hills are pleasantly Shire-like.
If your souvenir checklist includes a thoroughbred racehorse, this is
the place to come.
Show in lonely Planet
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