Rotorua in New Zealand stinks. It just absolutely stinks.
So if anyone ever tells you about the beauty of volcanic hot springs, also remember that they will smell like rotten eggs.
Luckily for the residents of Rotorua, the rotten egg smell can me intermittent. We ended up only stopping over in Rotorua before we headed on to our tour of Hobbiton the next day, but despite being warned about the smell we were totally unprepared. It took a little getting used to, I’m incredibly sensitive to smells and had a headache for the majority of the evening that slowly went away with time.
Smells aside, Rotorua is built around it’s natural beauty. Birds flock to the waters in the lake, which are almost opaque and covered in a floating mist in the morning. Because we arrived in the evening, we didn’t get a chance to see the town until early the next morning. As we were wandering around the lakeside walkways, a car screeched to a halt a few meters behind us. A woman jumped out blasting heavy metal out of a portable speaker which she switched to classical while she stood at the edge of the lake photographing the view. I couldn’t help but film the moment and it’s hilarious 9am absurdity. The video is at the bottom of the post, and remember that’s not OUR music. Scott was not impressed.
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