North Island - Cities and Towns in The North Island

Cities and Towns in The North Island

The North Island has a larger population than the South Island with both the country's largest city, Auckland as well as the capital, Wellington at either ends of the island.

Cities and towns of the North Island by population
City/Town Region Population (2008) City/Town Region Population (2008)
1 Auckland Auckland 70061377200000000001,377,200 11 Wanganui Manawatu-Wanganui 700439700000000000039,700
2 Wellington Wellington 7005393400000000000393,400 12 Kapiti Coast Wellington 38,900
3 Hamilton Waikato 7005206400000000000206,400 13 Gisborne Gisborne 31,100
4 Tauranga Bay Of Plenty 7005121500000000000121,500 14 Taupo Waikato 22,600
5 Palmerston North Manawatu-Wanganui 700482400000000000082,400 15 Masterton Wellington 20,200
6 Hastings Hawke's Bay 66,100 16 Levin Manawatu-Wanganui 19,550
7 Napier Hawke's Bay 58,400 17 Whakatane Bay Of Plenty 18,700
8 Rotorua Bay Of Plenty 700456200000000000056,200 18 Cambridge Waikato 15,200
9 New Plymouth Taranaki 700452500000000000052,500 19 Feilding Manawatu-Wanganui 14,450
10 Whangarei Northland 700452200000000000052,200 20 Hawera Taranaki 11,100


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