The last stop on North Island before our transport to the south was the geothermal heart of New Zealand, Rotorua. We spent only one night there, but we managed to see so much that I have decided to split this post into three parts. The first one is about the town itself.
Rotorua reminds me of my hometown in Slovakia, Piešťany. It’s a town with hot springs, steam coming out of the thermal water, rotten-egg (sulphur) smell and a leisure atmosphere. It had just stopped to rain when we arrived and we decided to go for a walk. But first, we refilled energy at two traditionally untraditional chains, Dunkin Donuts and Starbucks.
Dunkin Donuts in a building from 1923.
Traditional decorations in the city.
Entrance to the Governmant Gardens.
Footgolf. Where soccer meets golf.
The beauty of the Government Gardens.
Ponds, flowers, interesting architecture.
Warming up by the Rachel Spring.
Rotorua Museum situated in the Bath House building.
The Bath House was built in the early 1900s and served, as the name indicates, as a thermal spa.
A detail of the Bath House that caught my eye.
Blue Baths. Does anybody know why the spa is called like that?
Art in the Government Gardens.
A bunch of pukekos, Australasian swamphens, crossing the road.
Okay, now you know why it took so long to filter out the photos from Rotorua – too many photogenic spots.
Yes, the smell of rotten-eggs can remind you home, if you come from a spa town.
Well, after walking the whole afternoon, we were happy to find the Eat Street.
And here I surprised one pukeko up-close.
We moved to the Kuirau Park with foot pools. How cool!
But watch out, some dangerous spots around here.
And the Empire State Building.
50 shades of green.
Dare to be unique.