This morning I knew essentially nothing of the Māori, and I'm not sure how much I know now. My brain melted down just before the museum closed. Much of the afternoon was spent in complete amazement.
Not going to give you all 4 dozen or so photos from today all at once. I'll spread them out, unless I change my mind or something. We start with an elaborately carved 25 m long war canoe. That's 82 feet long, and carved from one tree. Plus the prow and tail. I liked the lounging man in the tail carving.
The museum is also a war memorial, commemorating New Zealand's dead from over a century of warfare, much of it in support of Imperial England. It includes these two famous aircraft, a mark VI Spitfire and a Zero, which is the first time I'd seen them on the third floor of a building.
All in all, it was a fabulous day, well worth the visit.